The golden sunlight filtered through the high stained glass windows of the cathedral, casting a solemn and serene glow throughout the magnificent hall, where there wasn't a speck of dust in the light, only the devout postures of the Clerics in prayer.
The Pope stood quietly on the high platform, gazing down at them with gentle eyes.
Seeing everything in perfect order, she smiled with relief and gently placed the scepter, symbolizing supreme authority, onto the Jade Throne behind her.
Without disturbing anyone, she silently walked past the Clerics with their heads bowed and eyes closed, not even stirring a breeze.
She entered her private chamber, shed the heavy and Holy church robe, and donned a white dress.
The young girl with light footsteps walked out of the cathedral and into the bustling city.
