It would be a lie if Morrigan claimed she wasn't nervous as she stepped into the church. Her gaze briefly shifted to Thomas, who entered alongside her, and then to Simon.
Though she didn't know much about this man called Simon, Seth had vouched for him, claiming he was the most trustworthy. His family was still in New Camelot, and he would have died if not for Seth.
Even Morrigan could see the soft and worried movements hidden beneath his stern appearance. She turned slightly and glanced at him from the corner of her eye.
"Simon," Morrigan said calmly. "You've done well. I hope you continue to perform like this in the future."
Simon straightened his shoulders, his worry seeming to lessen slightly. "Thank you, my Lady. It is an honor to meet your expectations."
Morrigan nodded and then walked forward. Soon, she arrived in front of the massive crucifix-like structure. Bowing respectfully, she offered a silent prayer.