The heavenly temple was the most magnificent building of the valley. It's tall pillars and towers chased the sky, vast garden and orchards were spread across, and the fountains and ponds glistening under the golden sun.
Inside one of the chambers, Saint Aaron was preparing for the trials. The sun light streamed through the curtains and brushed past his silver locks.
"How does the trials work, my grace?"
Cassandra asked as she peeled an apple.
This was her first time attending such a trial, she has only become an official oracle some months ago and hence there was a lot she didn't understood about holy rituals.
Nicholas scrunched his nose at her question, finding it too careless for her to not know.
Aaron placed the ceremonial crown above his head and smiled at Cassandra.
"They will end soon. All the sins of Izekiel will be told in front of Goddess Thea, then we will proceed with his heavenly judgement,"
