It wasn’t until they entered Veritasia City’s grand Temple of Erestella that Elise started regretting her decision to humor the paladin’s request for a paternity test. She knew that no one in the temple could know what they were there for, other than the elderly priest sitting across the desk from them, but she couldn’t help but feel like she was sitting in ninth level of judgement hell. Every priest, paladin, parishioner and cleric that they passed hadn’t taken a second look at her, or even a first look in most cases, but she kept glancing at them expecting to see glares or frowns on their faces.
Ellie squirmed uncomfortably in her chair, which was so close to Astredian’s that she could feel her thigh brush against his as he jiggled his leg nervously.
Father Arbery smiled warmly at the
