Carl knelt down on one knee as he said to Ruby,
"Fire Mother, it was only due to your genius planning that I was able to become Prince Nimrod's steward. Then, with your intervention, I got punished by Nimrod when he sent me to the kitchens, allowing me to poison all of the food just as you asked. We have already eliminated all the eyes on this meal, just as you wanted."
Amara then looked at the priest, who stood respectfully in the corner. She smiled and said to him,
"It's good to see that my hidden faction within the church has remained undetected by the Pope—not that they ever would have known about any of my sleeper agents. Even you did not know that you served me until I released your magical memory seals. What better spy is there than someone who doesn't even know he is a spy?"
The priest knelt on the ground and worshiped Amara with a fervent look in his eyes. He said to her,
