Mia and Lisa, who had met on the way, rode together to the church.
Their gazes fell on the armed crowd surrounding the church, and their expressions turned cold when they noticed Her Majesty under attack.
They jumped down from their horses and rushed toward Elora before the horses could even come to a complete stop.
"Your Majesty, apologies for the long wait."
They spoke in unison and bowed. Upon receiving her slight wave, they straightened up and turned toward the crowd of armored men.
'Your Majesty.'
Those words echoed in Eloise's and the head priest's minds like a clap of thunder.
Eloise's face grew ashen, but she quickly calmed herself, assuming she had simply misheard their form of address. She unconsciously tried to deceive herself.
Only the head priest believed it.
Who else had the guts to go against the church and even kill its priests?
It suddenly dawned on him that only the Queen of Palavendra possessed such courage and had so little fear of the church.
