At first the oracle was met with only the silence of the morning air. Several moments passed by before the door opened and the rainbow-haired angel stepped through, carrying an ornate silver tray laden with fruits, pastries, breakfast meats, and an equally ornate silver pitcher and goblet. The priestess was dressed once again in dark garb, her face covered by a sheer lacy black veil.
"I'm here, My Lady," she replied softly. "I apologize for my delay. I thought you might be hungry upon awakening, so I took it upon myself to bring you breakfast." The angel set the tray on the nightstand, and deftly poured water into into the silver goblet.
"I must be honest with you, My Lady, I don't often spend my days in the Temple of Vaerath. My time is divided between the two temples, with Haliea's in the morning and Vaerath's in the afternoon..." Her voice trailed off. "Though I suppose not that you're here I should instruct the acolytes to tend to you while I cannot be here."
"I'm here, My Lady," she replied softly. "I apologize for my delay. I thought you might be hungry upon awakening, so I took it upon myself to bring you breakfast." The angel set the tray on the nightstand, and deftly poured water into into the silver goblet.
"I must be honest with you, My Lady, I don't often spend my days in the Temple of Vaerath. My time is divided between the two temples, with Haliea's in the morning and Vaerath's in the afternoon..." Her voice trailed off. "Though I suppose not that you're here I should instruct the acolytes to tend to you while I cannot be here."
