How could someone as sweet—and as manulative—as Primrose be considered holy?
The Moon Goddess must've been drunk if she truly chose Primrose as her holy saintess.
"Ah, I apologize for the inconvenience, Your Majesty," said another priest, Silvan Dawncreast, bowing slightly. "We were just … overwhelmed by what you said. You heard the Moon Goddess' voice without performing any long, sacred rituals."
"Maybe I was just lucky," Primrose replied with a polite smile.
"I don't think 'lucky' is the right word to describe your situation, Your Majesty," Elarion said. "Your marriage must be so full of love and happiness that the Moon Goddess was eager to speak to you."
[Yes, yes … His Majesty has been looking at his wife with so much love this whole time.]
[I knew it. He truly loves her with all his heart!]
