bookrandom Chapter 141 Palace Renovation
Chapter 141 Palace Renovation
Catherine looked reluctant. Sister Freya didn't like her expression. Fortunately, there was a black veil between them at the moment.
"Perhaps true holiness does not mean being completely detached from the world, but maintaining a compassionate heart in the world. That is why you have been patiently healing all the subjects who came to you for help, isn't it?" Catherine looked at the white skirt under the curtain, comforting her cousin who was wavering between humanity and the duties of a saint.
A slight rubbing sound was heard, and the blind old woman brushed past Catherine and walked under the black curtain. Through some light and shadow, Catherine saw that the person's hands were constantly moving, gesturing at something with Sister Freya, and the corners of his mouth were raised in mockery. She knew that anything she said would be considered treason and blasphemy in the eyes of this person.
However, Freya just watched quietly and said nothing to Catherine. Instead, she looked at Catherine's usual black dress, which almost blended into the falling black veil. She sighed, "How old are you, Catherine? Why do you always wear such a color? The girls in the books are not like you. You are more like an ascetic."
"I'm used to it..." Catherine didn't expect the topic to suddenly jump to clothing. She subconsciously stroked her skirt. This saved time, effort and money, and in her opinion there was nothing wrong with it.
"The beech box on the shelf on your right is for you." Freya seemed to have no intention of getting up, but just greeted Catherine from a distance.
Catherine turned her head and saw a small box. She couldn't help but think of the unpleasantness that happened here last time. She took a deep breath secretly. Fortunately, Freya seemed to have forgotten that and her attitude was very gentle. She opened it carefully and found a small bracelet. A small red spinel was strung together by a silver chain, like a burning fire, emitting a tiny and passionate light.
"What is... ? It's too valuable." Catherine picked it up and looked at it carefully. Then she realized what it was and subconsciously wanted to refuse it.
"I read in a book that all magicians have these space props." Freya did not allow her to refuse. "You are the crown princess, Catherine, you deserve to enjoy these. As for me, these magic stones are useless to me. If you can wear them when you go out for adventures, it will be like I am participating. I will be very happy..."
Catherine left the Tower of Shining Moon. The silver bracelet swayed gently on her wrist. Red light flickered between the silver chains. The sound of a door closing was heard again behind her. It was the goddess. She was holding a blind stick and knocking on the ground. The believers kneeling under the tower hurriedly made way for her. Catherine only took a look and left the dazzling white temple without looking back.
"Saint Freya begins to yearn for the world outside the tower?" A bishop watched the old woman's gestures for a long time. His originally kind and gentle face now became gloomy. The priests serving in the temple were also very surprised to hear this.
In the eyes of the clergy, the saint is one of the symbols of the temple and the embodiment of holiness and purity. Her duty is to serve God wholeheartedly and not be attracted by external temptations.
An elderly priest sighed and shook his head, saying: "How could the saint have such worldly thoughts? This is a betrayal of our faith. She should have focused on praying and serving God. How could she be confused by the vanity of the outside world?"
However, some young believers hold different views. A younger priest lowered his voice and said carefully: "Perhaps Saint Freya is just curious for a moment. After all, she has never been exposed to the outside world and has lived in the holy tower for a long time. Everyone would have the urge to go out and take a look. It can't be said to be betrayal..."
Some people secretly nodded in agreement. Other saints could at least participate in the Hanukkah parade and sprinkle holy water on the believers. Saint Freya obviously did more and was more loved by the people...
At this time, a believer who was usually more radical shouted loudly: "Nonsense! The duty of the Saint is to protect the temple and keep her heart pure. Any yearning for the outside world is not allowed! The Saint must be severely punished to restore the dignity of the temple!"
The bishop was silent for a long time, and then said to the god who was like a dead branch, "Go, you know what to do."
The old woman nodded, and left slowly with her blind stick, just as she had come.
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Catherine was supposed to leave the city before noon so that she would have a chance to rush back to Goletia Academy before the school closed for the weekend, but when she looked at the beautiful chain on her hand, she couldn't help but stop the carriage when passing by Queen Tservini's palace.
However, just after she took a few steps to the door, a huge stone statue fell from the top of the palace and landed on the stone slab a few steps away from Catherine. There was a loud bang, and the statue was smashed into pieces. The broken stones even rolled to her feet.
"Your Highness!" The Queen's lady-in-waiting happened to witness this scene. She lifted up her skirt and ran over without any ladylike image. "Are you okay?" She was in charge of supervising the repair work of the palace. Seeing such a thrilling scene, she was so scared that her face turned pale. If something happened to the Crown Prince again, High Court would be in turmoil again.
"What's going on?" Catherine looked at the hideous broken stone statue and couldn't help frowning. "Aunt Tservini is renovating the palace again? I remember it was renovated last year, and the interior decoration is all new..."
"It is because the garden and interior are new that Her Majesty the Queen does not like these stone statues. These things are really old and ugly. Her Majesty the Queen thinks that they do not match the style of her palace, and the decorations on the exterior walls need to be replaced..." the female official explained with a smile.
Catherine was a little annoyed. The cost of repairing the palace was incredibly high. It would be great if the money could be used to maintain the defense line of Ozler... She shook her head, unwilling to think about these things that she was powerless to interfere with. She asked the lady-in-waiting, "You are here, so my aunt should be here too. Please tell her that I am here to visit."
Unexpectedly, the lady-in-waiting just smiled awkwardly and refused to agree. "Your Highness, you...you are from the Temple, right? You know that Her Majesty the Queen would not want to see you at this time."
Catherine pursed her lips, "Just a few words."
"The Queen is very busy, Your Highness." This female official was indeed the Queen's confidant. Even when facing the Crown Prince of the Empire, she still refused with dignity.
When Catherine saw the lady-in-waiting's attitude, her heated mind finally calmed down. She said no more and turned back to the carriage.
Fortunately, the queen did not see her, so the coachman rode at full speed and finally sent the princess back to the academy before closing.
"Miss Catherine." A voice called out to her as she walked towards the dormitory in the night.
A young man in black clothes and black hair walked out from the shadows under the tree. It was Ian.