As they moved towards the grand cathedral within the expansive compound of the Diligence family, Eunid, Alfred, and Mulligan walked in solemn procession.
The cathedral was an imposing structure, its towering spires piercing the sky, and its stained-glass windows depicting the virtues of the family and their goddess.
Inside, the vast hall was illuminated by flickering candlelight powered by runes, casting a warm glow over the intricately carved stone pillars and vaulted ceilings.
The room was filled with a reverent silence, broken only by the soft murmurs of those gathered for the prayer session. Everyone wore solemn expressions, their faces reflecting a mix of devotion and concern.
It was rare to see the patriarch outside these days, and many attendees approached Mulligan to greet him with deep bows and whispered words of respect. Mulligan acknowledged each one with a nod, his frail body supported by a walking stick, but his presence commanding the room.
