Sister Teresa was visibly shocked by Grey's words.
For several seconds, the seal between her hands remained half-formed, her fingers trembling as she looked past Grey toward Elowen. The Princess hadn't moved toward the Pope, hadn't even looked like she wanted to, and instead remained firmly behind Grey with Mauve, as though her choice had already been made.
That seemed to shake Sister Teresa more than Grey's threat had.
Grey hadn't explained much, but he didn't need to. The implication was heavy enough on its own, especially when Elowen herself seemed frightened of going to see her mother.
Sister Teresa's brows furrowed. Then, slowly, the shaking in her hands stopped.
Her seal became steady.
When she looked toward Grey again, there was pity in her eyes, but also something heavier, something closer to remorse.
