After a moment's hesitation, Althea gave a reluctant nod.
"Then trust me on this," Eveline said with a gentle smile.
Arthur leaned forward, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Um... am I allowed to know what's going on here? Or am I just a clueless bystander in this cryptic little exchange?"
"Um... I don't know what's going on, but care to clue me in?" Arthur asked, his confusion evident.
Eveline chuckled lightly. "It's nothing too serious. Althea here is just worried I might spill some of the church's dark little secrets to you."
Arthur's eyebrows rose. "And will you?"
"Of course," Eveline said with a playful grin. "We're friends now, aren't we? And friends don't keep secrets."
Althea sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Saintess, must you always be so... reckless?"
Eveline waved her hand dismissively, her expression carefree. "Relax, Althea. I know what I'm doing."
