They washed their hands before stepping inside the church from a path where there were no guards. The pleasant sound of the soft music drifted off to her ears and Esme stepped towards the front. "Come here and pray,'' She pointed her hand at the place beside her.
Aleister glanced at her quietly.
Esme averted her gaze as she closed her eyes. After she was done praying, she opened her eyes and only to find him standing beside her, intently looking at her. "Now? What are we doing?" She wondered whether he prayed or not.
''What did you pray for?" Aleister asked, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"It is not supposed to be told. They say it won't work if you tell it to someone else.''
''Or you can try me,'' Aleister stepped towards her, ''I am certain that you will get it. Anything you want will be laid at your feet.''
Esme tilted her head upwards.
Aleister lowered his head, his powerful body towering over hers.
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