Therezia seems distracted for a moment by the glow emanating from her rosary. Her guards catch sight of it too and still in shock, staring at her hands. "By the heavens..." One of them murmurs, exchanging a glance with the other.

She steps forward now feeling more confident, her prayers had been answered. Emboldened, she speaks up.

"I.... I think I should go first." She says, finally finding her voice. She holds up her glowing rosary. "The Lord is with me, and I carry his light."

"My lady-" One of her guards speaks up, unwilling to let her go, but the other cuts him off with a shake of his head as he gestures at her rosary. "You dare defy his will?" He whispers, his gaze fixed upon her hands with reverence.