The Dark Society

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 Saint Anthony's Cathedral, pastored by Sovereign Paul Steele, exemplifies divinity, enchantment, and occultism. But, the institution had recently struggled to restore order and discredit allegations.

On a fateful night seventeen years prior, sovereign Harold Morgan, wife Katherine, and their two children vanished. In the wake, answers became unattainable, so Paul began investigating. However, despite efforts, queries only led to more questions.

While that's happening, his fidelity to the ministry grew. Although, without regard for the Morgan legacy, he modified Harold's journals, determined to revise the genealogy.

Due to this, silent rebellions formed within sects, and pupils began honing skills in preparation of an inevitable coup. Though, Paul shortly learned of the coercion and aimed to silence detractors.

Meanwhile, nightfall came as remnants of a late-day storm subsided. Barring, as the sisters entered the chapel, a tinge of unease ensued. What's more, the summons felt unexpected, so everyone stayed guarded. At first glance, Paul appeared calm amid consistent expressions of disdain.

At random, philosophies within Saint Anthony's were changing, and with loyalties abandoned, trust was lost. Even then, the approach was clear, and Paul was determined to prevail. Then again, the church was shrouded in ambiguity, so efforts to eradicate potential threats also began.

Till now, he never scolded them or lacked a formal greeting, but it was unmistakable: Paul suspected deception. Bearing that in mind, the sovereign was ready to address concerns, despite Michelle's delayed arrival.

"Forgive me; I have no excuse."

Shifting, Paul sneered.

"Your excursions were no doubt exhausting..." he announced. "Though, I sense you have news."

That instant, Michelle joined Raina.

"I do."

Then and there, everyone grew captivated.

"Do tell." Paul stated, drawing close.

Next, the sisters observed as Michelle stepped forward. Although, notwithstanding Paul's lack of enthusiasm, he appeared intrigued.

"Sabrina's returned."

In a flash, the coven amassed, amid Paul's prolonged silence. Either way, he remembered Sabrina, though Julia sheltered her away. Nevertheless, such news only confirmed suspicions.

"When?" Raina demanded, grinning.

Organizing photos, Michelle glared.

"This morning..." she answered. "At the university."

Again, everyone huddled together as Michelle displayed photos. Intuitively, smiles were abundant, though everything about Paul's reaction thus far was contradictory. Whatever the circumstance, the sisters were ecstatic in defiance of such misgivings.

"See that Sabrina attends." he instructed as Michelle's eyes lifted.

Though obliged to comply, Julia's directives were explicit. Except that Paul was a mentor, and disobedience was prohibited. In light of that, trepidations mounted, and a need for neutrality felt warranted.

"I've asked her to communion."

Agreeably, the sovereign nodded.

"Then, I look forward to our next sermon."