"Well, in theory... yes." Archbishop Tomark's smile stiffened for a moment.
Annan had only asked. Even if it worked, he wouldn't dare try it.
Idelia felt it was unseemly to be carried, so she left to get a new wheelchair.
Black Widow took her back to the City Lord's Mansion. As she settled Idelia into the wheelchair, she gave her eldest sister's bottom a squeeze.
"Wow. I had no idea you were so well-endowed."
She gave it another pat, her palm nearly sinking in.
Idelia pushed Black Widow's hand away, sat back in the wheelchair, and smoothed her rumpled skirt. "Please don't touch me like that."
Black Widow bent down, giving Idelia a clear view down her neckline. "Dear sister, don't tell me you've never slept with a man?"
Even Idelia couldn't handle Black Widow's boldness. She looked away. "Our honored guests are still in the city. Take me to them."
Fortunately, Black Widow knew what mattered. She pushed Idelia back to join the others, who were still in the street.
The Saintess pushed Archbishop Tomark's wheelchair. They wanted to see the church first.
"Where's the church?"
"The church is... uh..."
Cold sweat sprang out on Annan's forehead.
"How about we see the Temple Fragment first?"
"All right..."
Archbishop Tomark turned to ask his followers to stay behind, but every face pleaded with him. None wanted to miss the chance to see the Divine Temple.
"Very well. Come along, all of you..."
The followers had been lost for too long. They needed something to anchor their faith.
Annan led the great crowd of followers to the Park. The ugly Great Pit was gone, replaced by a wall built around it.
Annan breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing they hadn't built the ticket booth yet, or he'd never have been