Unexpectedly, Samuel ignored Freya. As Freya and Ray watched with horrified expressions, Samuel bowed before Ethan. "I'm sorry I'm late, Master."
The night wind blew, adding more terror to the Peterson's crisis.
Freya didn’t know what was going on. Her eyes were filled with endless panic as she looked at Samuel. "Samuel, are you mistaken? You're the Parish Leader."
To her, the Parish Leader represented the faith of millions in the North American Diocese; he was sacred and inviolable. How could Ethan count as anything before him?
Samuel stood up and faced Freya, his expression blank. "I am the Master's third disciple. Without his guidance and teachings, I wouldn't be who I am today."
Freya's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, utterly hopeless. 'Our greatest backe
