"On your feet, pleb. I do not have time for your pathetic groveling. Although the grace of groveling before me is more than most creatures can ever hope to attain! You should be grateful that I have allowed you to kneel at my feet!"
Tigal stood up and stood respectfully while waiting for his orders! The Apostle looked him over for a few seconds, and then he turned to the advisor at his side and spoke.
"Is everything in place, worm?"
"Yes, my Lord. All is going according to plan. By today's end, Agiel's Soul Bond will be in your possession."
The Mind Apostle scoffed.
"Was there ever any doubt? My majesty supersedes all things, and it is my heavenly right to take whatever it is that I desire. Remember that this wedding must be carried out by Agiel's free will. It is heresy for a female to possess the illusion of choice before me, but I will allow it this one time since it will serve my goal in the future. Once her Soul Bond is obtained, bring her to me. She is my possession."
