She was
certainly going to try. From what she'd learned of Pachem ways, the
sin was in the action of the sin, not the thought of it. So long as
she kept to the thought, and not any kind of action. She followed
Mavi into the ante room.
The Archbishop made her way to an
imposing desk, seating herself behind it. “Close the door, Mavi.”
The instant the door was closed, she turned on Vinca. “Explain
yourself.” Vinca'd heard warmer tones from a drill instructor
tearing recruits to shreds. “What is some ambitious qerib doing
trying to pass herself off as my son's promised wife.”
“She doesn't have to.” Mavi put his
hand on. “We are going to marry after HarvestTide, once she'd been
affirmed as Pachem.”She was
certainly going to try. From what she'd learned of Pachem ways, the
sin was in the action of the sin, not the thought of it. So long as
she kept to the thought, and not any kind of action. She followed
Mavi into the ante room.
The Archbishop made her way to an
imposing desk, seating herself behind it. “Close the door, Mavi.”
The instant the door was closed, she turned on Vinca. “Explain
yourself.” Vinca'd heard warmer tones from a drill instructor
tearing recruits to shreds. “What is some ambitious qerib doing
trying to pass herself off as my son's promised wife.”
“She doesn't have to.” Mavi put his
hand on. “We are going to marry after HarvestTide, once she'd been
affirmed as Pachem.”
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