Stupid long

blinked as she processed this information. She had been working so hard to gain gods favor. She had been working so fervently to walk the path of light. She had wanted so badly to be all she could be for her kingdom. She blinked, looking down into the arena. She just couldn't understand everything as it stood currently.

"Sasaki. . Is. . .The vessel of an Arch angel. . . And our new Sir Lancelot."

She spoke softly, but it was likely her words could be heard throughout the arena. She made no attempt to hide them. Though her words were not tinged with malice. She held no rage or envy here. In fact her voice held no emotion.

She was in internal conflict with herself. She had never doubted God. Not for a single moment in her life. She knew god was real and that he put her upon her path moving forward. Her life had been dedicated to the church and the part she played as a cleric. These had always been the staples she lived her life by.

However she'd had been apprehensive of Sasaki from the moment he'd arrived in Arcadia. A fallen necromancer who had come to them for salvation. She had not trusted this at first, but ultimately tried to form a friendship with the man. She had a shared goal with him. To save Allisa Baily.

He faith had been shaken, when she'd been told that Sasaki had helped in the claiming of Leor's life. This had sent her own her own spiral of confusion and doubt. She had been made to believe one she'd put her faith in had turned evil.

That same night she'd found that to be only part of the story. So much had happened in the night she was at a loss for a way to properly explain it herself. She had first started to feel conflicted that night. She had been so lost, with no one giving her the time of day to explain things.

She'd spent that knight with her adopted father, deep in prayer. She had tried to beg for help from god, to understand all that was happening. To give her her doubts and fears. She asked him to help her and Walter in the times ahead, to empower them on their journey.

Her turmoil had not abated the next day, today in fact. This had been the real page turner for the young priestess. She'd started her day by coming back from the church. She'd seen Sasaki and tried to question him about the night before. It was here that she discovered Sasaki had both not assist in Leor's murder, but in fact had been chosen for the esteemed place as Sir Lancelot within Arcadia.

Linalee had been thrown into turmoil, confused how one who had been their enemy a mere few weeks ago was now their trusted Lancelot. She knew gods forgiveness was all encompassing but she had not expected her king to so readily give unto a foreigner a place of such high honor. She had gone to pray, and that when Walter had come to her.

Their conversation between wife and husband to be gave her an idea. She had gone with him from there to seek out the Angel to speak with him. That brings us to know. The revelation of the the angel merging with the reformed necromancer had lit a fire within her soul.

she blinked as she finally finished processing all of this information. Everything was finally clicking into place. The wheels in her head we're turning and she was coming into the understanding of what was going to happen now. She felt the darkness, all around her, hoping this would be the moment she fell.

The darkness would be disappointed! The light within her blazed even brighter! She rushed forward, towards Sasaki! She held no anger, no intent to harm, She was happy. Overjoyed. Her light burned even brighter then ever before. Her resolve reignited when she herself hadn't even realized she was started to lose it.

"Sasaki! You are amazing! A true example of the might of God and the true extent of his Glory! You have done what I thought impossible in such a short time! I am sorry for ever having doubted you Sit Lancealot! I look forward to working along side you! For Arcadia, and for God!"