Cain pushed open the heavy doors of the temple...
The darkness of night had seeped everywhere, but inside the temple was rather well lit.
Pilgrims of all ranks shuffled around, each one busy with something or the other.
A few of them threw curious glances at him when he opened the doors.
"Halt! State your name and business here!" A voice called out in a cold tone.
Cain's lips stretched into a smile as he took off the hood of his cloak,
"Damn. Looks like I am not welcomed here. Might as well be on my way."
"Oh. It's just you..."
There was a flap of wings and then the sound of feet hitting the ground.
Cain turned around with a small smile hanging from his lips,
"It's good to see you too, Edward. How is Abigail doing?"
Edward, the Sky Ward shrugged,
"She's maintaining the outposts at the shore again. Won't be back until, let's say... two weeks from now."
"Is that so. Well, I'll leave you too it then."
Edward gave him a small nod,
"Hm."
