Celine was quickly escorted out, and she left in a state of confusion, probably never figuring out why, as clergy, she was the one asked to leave. An Archbishop instructed Celine to wait in a nearby lounge and specifically reminded her not to leave the Grand Cathedral: this was normal caution, as Sandora and I had already aroused everyone's heightened alertness, and Celine was also somewhat implicated. However, it seemed Celine herself hadn't found anything wrong with this.
Soon, it was just me and Sandora facing two Popes and five Archbishops in the small guest room. I was surprised they hadn't called for the Guards yet: the old masters already had beads of cold sweat on their foreheads, but they still managed to maintain composure, sitting behind the long table, implicitly protecting the Pope seated among them. Despite this tension, no one called for the Guards, indicating these were very composed individuals.
