When Horn handled government affairs, it was always: a small meeting with the Saintesses, a medium meeting with the cardinals, and a general assembly with all the representatives.
Today all four Saintesses were present. Since there's no day like today, it was just right to pull them in for a small meeting.
It was absolutely not because the atmosphere on site was too awkward, and he proposed it just to ease the awkwardness.
Absolutely not.
Sitting at the long rectangular table in front of the desk, the whole office was silent as a tomb, save for the sound of Horn pouring coffee.
Inside the office, the four Saintesses all sat with perfect posture.
Jia Li had taken off her coat and loosened the ties at the V-neck of her shirt.
Her arms were folded under her chest, pushing out a curve; sunlight fell on the flesh‑colored contours and somehow gave them an amber sheen.
