Sasha was perched on her window ledge, wearing only a light white chemise with a shawl, pondering the information she had recently gathered from the old governess.
Nibbling her nails, she watched the guards of the mansion training through the window.
Two days had passed since she had collected the few pieces of information that had occurred in the last five years outside the battlefield. Nothing significant had happened to the Eidel during that time, but she knew something was going on within the walls of Ecclesia while she was away.
A certain individual, whom she had never heard of, seemed to have a considerable influence in the place now. Her appearance was known, but her origins were strange.
The maid brought a cup of tea but suddenly got up, startling the maid.
"Prepare a Sancta; I will make a prayer."
The maid bowed and went to prepare the sacred vestments.
