The message of the High Priest had deeply bothered Lucia, to the point that she was not able to get any good sleep for days.
"Interfering the future comes with a cost…" She furrowed her brows in frustration, "I have been doing something to help my family whenever I receive a dream… but why is he telling me now not to interfere?"
"This is not good, I have to talk to the High Priest!" Lucia decided upon mulling over the matter for days.
And so, she had once again sneaked out and asked for an audience with the High Priest.
A man marked with the passing of time, with the eyes of wisdom and foresight - that was how Lucia could describe the High Priest the first time she saw him in person. It was far from the desolate appearance he had in that particular dream.
