The building swallowed sound the moment they crossed the threshold.
The Cathedral of the Five, a building built to worship all Five Gods equally—a symbol of trust and unification amongst followers.
And also where the biggest event would take place.
Stone pillars rose like a forest of pale marble. Light poured in from high stained windows, refracted into muted colors that washed over the floor without settling anywhere for long.
Ryn adjusted his stride unconsciously.
His black coat swayed with him as he tugged once at his gloves. He wasn't used to wearing such tightly fit and fancy clothing.
Nonetheless, the occasion called for it…and avoiding Amelia's nagging if he hadn't.
Speaking of—Amelia walked half a step ahead, her presence parting the flow of everyone in the halls without effort. A few bowed their heads while others simply stepped aside.
That was the amount of presence she brought to the table.
