⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑. ⠀ ⠀

No. She doesn’t want to.

Stop that. She has no obligation to wave back.

“Pfft.”

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ᴹᵒᵐᵐʸ ʰᵃᵈ ⁿᵒ ᵐᵒⁿᵉʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵃʸ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ ˢᵒⁿ’ˢ ᶜᵒᵐⁱᶜ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ. ⠀ ⠀

Emerging from her very own chambers, wrapping herself in her standard long-flowing High Priestess robes, which conspicuously leave her ample cleavage revealed. It was the day to go and hunt for some slaves.

Eye twitch. She shouldn’t be anyone’s target at all.

“What is the meaning of this?”

Sat by her throne, Laquadia watched as the latest bunch of young women were sold as slaves for big, strong beasts. This exactly what she wanted.

No. Absolutely not. She’s the one that runs the organization.

Pfft... the Egyptian gods have arrived. Such a annoyance.

She’s looking exactly at the person. Smirk.

Come here. She has so much fun awaited for the two to endure together.

“Tch...”

She’s definitely disappointed now.