Chapter 9: Talent Unleashed (3)
“Then Let’s Begin.”
The Empress declared solemnly.
We were in the prayer room, a place also used for formal gatherings. It was a small chapel within the mansion’s grounds.
Two servants from our family brought in two transparent bottles. Inside, the liquid sloshed – holy water.
My father and the Empress both wore serious expressions.
For entirely different reasons.
The Empress was likely tense, having invested a fortune in a gamble, hoping desperately that I would awaken as a Saint.
My father was simply worried that something might go wrong.
Everyone was so serious.
If they kept up that level of tension, nothing was going to work out.
“If you brought it, then quit stalling and hand it over already.”
I snatched the bottle of holy water from the servant’s hands. He looked at me as if he were afraid I might drop and shatter it.