ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ(PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

“It would be in your best interest to not.” He said and slammed the doors closed.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Sir Ludwig...?" The lesser priests and priestesses looked confused and even a little sad.
"What happened to High Priest Mikhail?"
"Why did you send him away?"
"What's going on?" The room filled with scared mixed chatter, looking to him for guidance.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“The priest was deceiving us.” He said firmly. “Using our grounds for his benefit, as he had shut himself away from Her guidance. Ailee- High Priestess has taken power.” He said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"High Priestess Aileen?"
"She is one of Her chosen..."
"It makes the most sense..." They chattered quietly to themselves, mulling it over.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Are there any objections?” He asked

 

[PoisonousIvee]

They all looked to him and shook their heads, deeming Aileen to be the best choice for succession.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Ludwig moved back to the sanctum, nodding at their choice.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Aileen was still there, performing her duties as if nothing had happened.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Congratulations, high priestess.” He said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She looked over and gave a small noise, "Congratulations?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“The throne is now yours.” He said, taking a knee before her.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She frowned softly, turning fully toward him. The light shone through the window behind her, silhouetting her in a sort of divine portrayal.
"This isn't exactly how I wanted it...but Mikhail had lost sight of Her ways... perhaps it is best.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He looked up and nodded. “You will have no trouble..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I hope this doesn't get you in trouble with your order, lieben.." She said, turning back to the alter.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Whatever may come, we will work it out..” he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She nodded, "Of course, lieben...if you require asylum, I will provide it.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He nodded and stood. “Do you need anything?”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She shook her head, "Just to prepare the sanctum for sermon...I'm alright." She smiled at him to assure him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He nodded and moved back to spread the word of the sermon

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Everyone prepared for it, always excited fir Aileen's sermons. And to be able to finally sit in on one was a bit overwhelming for him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

His heart was pounding, he stood next to the door, his sword still point down as he readied for it.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Everyone gathered in, sitting in front of the alter and readying for worship. Aileen was rubbing oils into her skin as she prepared in her own way.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He was watching, his breathing growing a little heavier under his helmet.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Something smelled sweet. Overwhelmingly so. It was stronger with each application of oil she applied.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

What was that? Whatever it was, it was driving him insane. He needed her.