Conversation · Dolores Dei

"Crown of Immortality? Aren't you already wearing one?"

"Oh, this?" She corrects the wreath on her forehead.

"This is just a wreath. The Crown of Immortality is made of rarefied light, manna, and raw palladium. It was passed on to me by the rulers of late antiquity..."

She looks at the suitcase, not knowing what more to say, then over her shoulder.

Silence, her nuptial gown flows in the wind, wraps around her holy body...

"Anyway."

"Cool."

You may not be able to take this. Not this time. Not anymore.

Off to advise the queen of Shest, most likely. This is the holy suzerain of Mundi and Insulinde -- definitely not your wife -- you need to talk to her! Think of the historical knowledge you could glean!

I don't know, man... what is the holy suzerain doing here? Something seems off...

Very off. Just let her go. Listen to me for once...