Her eyes shut, her hands clasped in prayer, Fanilly only just noticed the presence of someone else in the shrine. Of course, there was no reason someone else couldn't enter. The shrine was meant for the use of all the Knights. It just so happened that she was the one kneeling in prayer now.

For Sir Rickert. For the sake of continued success against all enemies. For these reasons, she had to make sure her words reached the goddesses.

Se'd have to arrange for word to be sent to the Knight's family. She hadn't spoken with him enough to know exactly who he had now left behind, but-

"Hyah?!"

She was torn from her thoughts when she felt a finger prod her in the forehead, opening her eyes and leaning back.

"O-oh, it was you, Dame Cecil!" she stammered, placing one still-armored gauntlet over the spot where she'd been poked. She knew someone else had entered the shrine, but she hadn't expected this at all!

"E-er, I was finished, anyway, so..." she trailed off uncertainly. She at least hoped that her prayer hd made it to the ears of the goddesses. If Dame Cecil wanted to pray as well, she didn't want to get in the way. But Dame Cecil mentioned wanting to join her?

The blonde girl-knight took a deep breath.

"You may join me, if you like."

Fanilly had managed to compose herself once she spoke again, at least enough to project some measure of authority. At least, it's what she hoped.

To be honest, she wasn't entirely sure why any of the knights would wish to speak with her now, after she had succeeded in losing one of their number already.

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