ᅠmay engage in carnal desires. She did not see him as a man of a vulgar nature. Nay, he seemed more gentlemanly.

ᅠ〞Young man, we had met recently, but I never got your name. Welcome to my sanctuary. I am Celestia, sister of the cloth, worshiper of the goddess of love.〝

ᅠHer voice soft and feminine in nature. She eminated a protective and loving aura, which permeated all senses.

ᅠown presence.

ᅠHer church was open to all, no matter their own faith. She accepted all, so long as their hearts were pure. And lo and behold, a hero whom she had met on a prior occasion had found his way into her sanctuary. The familiar face put her at ease.

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ᅠThe maiden was spent diligently attending to her sanctuary, praying to the goddess and ensuring it was approprietly managed. She could not allow her church to be in shambles, especially when worshippers attend her own sermons. Lonely as it is the following had started to grow due to her

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〞Then why don't I indulge you!〝

A seductive wink by the maiden. She was interested in servicing the other.

Eyes focus on the girl, noting that she was also a beauty in her own right. It was unfair to pretend Celestia was the only one who others might find attractive.