Sarveisa and Arki entered the ministry.
Normally, they steered clear of each other's presence.
It wasn't that they couldn't stand each other. But rather, they never really had anything in common and thus, nothing to talk about.
Besides, for the vast majority of her life, Sarveisa had ignored Arki.
Steps-
Reverberating.
"Why are you going so far for that kid?" Arki said.
They walked through the golden corridors, leading up to the central cloud- the sacred Chapel, the home of the supreme gods.
"Well, I haven't really done all that much."
"You have."
"Have what?" Sarveisa snapped, glaring almost. But she didn't stop.