"Please, be careful! It'll take you a long time to recover if you get hurt!"
"Why would I care about my health right now?!"
Elarion swatted away the hands trying to hold him back and immediately dropped to the floor, crawling toward Primrose like a man possessed.
Primrose's eyes widened in shock, terrified, because the priest was crawling like a demon emerging straight from the depths of hell.
"Your Majesty, is it true?!" he cried out, trembling all over as he stopped right in front of her. "DID THE MOON GODDESS REALLY SPEAK TO YOU?!"
Primrose winced, her brows drawing together at the sheer volume of his voice. It was so loud that she actually saw a crack forming on her teacup.
How in the world could someone shout that loudly?
"Y-yes..." she answered softly, blinking a few times to stop the ringing in her ears. "The Moon Goddess spoke to me when His Majesty and I were about to pray."
[Impossible! This can't be happening!]
