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"Might get crowded in Peyron's room otherwise," Zeal teased. "Savi offers private spaces for all of her priests.Onlyprivate spaces."
"So, like the guardian rooms," I realized.
Zeal nodded. "Yes, but I think you both should spend time over there as well. I can't follow, but I know that Savi will look out for you as much as she can. I also trust your guardians. That's why I gave them to you. My siblings are tired of waiting. They don't need much right now, but they need to feel like we aren't forgetting about them."
"Which means," I realized, "that so long as Ela can be approved by Faylie, then we're good?"
"You are," Saval assured me. "And I'll tell the Protection instructor to ignore the extra lace. That doesn't mean the other students won't whisper about it, and it will get back to the High Priest."
"But he can only try to immerse you again," Zeal said. "This time, I have enough people willing to listen that I think we can have him immersed as well."
"Which will show his tattoos," I breathed.
"This isn't a fight we want right now," Saval told our god. "Zeal, losing the High Priest while the Baron isn't even interacting with the temple? It's the type of opening the rest of the nobility would love to have. They'll make a push to install their own leader of this temple."
"Let Maela step up first," I begged.
Zeal lifted his hands, holding back the complaints. "I'm not in a rush. I also plan to make the High Priest worry about it. All I'm saying is that an immersion isn't the worst thing for us."
"But we need to encourage Maela a little more," I realized. "I think it might be easier if her new god stopped pretending to be a priest around her."
"Yeah, Zee," Ela teased, having heard all about how the god had pretended to be a priest who used that name.
"Soon," Zeal promised. "She's no longer afraid of me. She's almost ready. I just do not want to be the thing that ruins my own plans. Worry about your classes for once. Let me worry about being the god."
Then he bent, kissed Saval's cheek, and disappeared. The woman smiled and reached up to touch the spot wistfully. Then she chuckled at herself.
"I'll assign your classes with the assumption that you will be cleared for Sadism, Eladehl. You both can get back to enjoying your last weekend of summer."
"See you in two days," I said as I stood.
"Just like old times," Ela promised. "And I probably won't be any better in these classes than I was as a kid."
"You're still a kid," Saval grumbled, but it was around a smile. "Now get out of my office. I have more students to see today!" A flap of her hand shooed us out, but she still didn't look intimidating.
