The weight of it startled her — a resonance so pure, so overwhelming it rivaled the blessings given only to the chosen priestesses of the Moon Goddess herself. She quickly looked away, smoothing her expression to maintain her dignity. Yet as she continued forward, she could not stop her eyes from stealing glances at him — subtle, fleeting, but more frequent than she intended.
Xavier noticed.
His head tilted ever so slightly, curiosity rising as he caught her gaze flickering his way again and again. His lips tugged into the faintest smirk, though confusion lingered in his mind.
Why me?
He had always known his Celestial Patriarch class radiated charisma and subtle dominance, but it wasn't to the point where a high-ranking nun — one who should have been above worldly distraction — would single him out the very moment she entered.
