The walls of the Church's greatest cathedral echo with footsteps as the Maidens of Mercy march side by side down its halls, gowns whispering against marble with every long, purposeful stride. Maiden Mother Melissa shuffles along behind them like a woman still not entirely convinced she isn't dreaming.
"What, exactly," she asks, "are your plans for the Prince?"
"We wish to meet him," Hela says. "As soon as possible."
"Of course, that goes without saying. But what do you plan to do with him?" Melissa presses.
Hela goes quiet, smirking.
Bela and Nela trade a naughty glance before Nela promptly dissolves into giggles.
"We wish," Hela finally says, "to bring him to enlightenment."
Nela bites back a snicker. "I'm hoping he enlightens me."
"From the prayers we've seen," Bela adds, "he could enlighten all three of us at the same time."
Melissa's mouth falls open. "Are you... it sounds like you're talking about…"
