Brigid stepped out of the confessional chamber, her face flushed—partly from anger, partly from the sounds she'd just heard. Her grandmother's moans still echoed in her ears, shameless and loud, without a hint of restraint. She didn't seem to care if anyone heard her… but Brigid did. This could ruin their family's name.
A cardinal of the cult—one of the highest positions, revered by millions—having sex inside one of the holiest chambers, second only to the Temple of the Dark Lord himself? It was unthinkable. A disgrace that would shake their house to its core.
Keeping her expression steady, Brigid stepped forward and addressed the gathered followers. "Apologies," she said calmly. "It seems the Cardinal is too tired to hear any more confessions today. Another session will be held soon, so all of you, our Lord's devoted followers, may communicate with Him then."
