The Pope walked into the chapel, looking at the woman who was kneeling and praying in front of the cross.
The Pope quietly approached her and sat down in the front-row seat.
After a while, Sera opened her eyes. "Teacher…"
"Still praying? At this rate, people might pray to you." The Pope chuckled.
"Even though I have strayed far from my faith, there are things that don't change." Sera shook her head.
The Pope smiled. "You are very beautiful right now. They helped you put it on?"
"Yes. Several saintesses are helping me with this gown. I have to thank them for that."
"You look very beautiful right now. I guess I have to say Nathan is a lucky man."
"I should be the one who is lucky. If it hadn't been for me being excluded and branded as a fallen saintess, I wouldn't have met him in that desert. Things like this wouldn't happen.
"I thought I would be dedicating myself as a nun, never marrying anyone for my entire life. I would serve the Lord and help as many people as possible.
