Taryn followed after the friar. She could see that despite her continuous words of surety, he still seemed very uneasy about the whole thing.
She rolled her eyes at him. She did not care for what he thought or felt. All that matter was him doing what she had asked him to do.
They walked into the chapel. Other friars greeted the friar along with her. She did not bother acknowledging their greetings; she was in a hurry to make sure that what she asked for would be done.
The friar stopped, he bowed before stepping his feet on the steps that led to the altar. Taryn did not bother doing the same, she had no time for these needless ceremonies. She was the queen, definitely they did not expect her to perform the same meaningless gestures.
The friar bowed once more as he stepped on the altar. Taryn nearly rolled her eyes, she was annoyed, it seemed that all this was just to waste more of her time. She needed this friar to hasten his steps. She needed proof before the fifteenth hour.
