A/n: Thank god this damn thing is almost over, as if anyone remembers it. () Heh. I'm one of the most slack authors around, and I hate that. Oh yeah, and I dedicate this chapter to Desert Lynx. Much luv hon.
Part Seven: Enrique
I had no idea it was getting so late. I need to sleep. I'm so tired, but I have to finish these papers.
Nasr's downtrodden water rate, Daigo's request for a get-together, as well as Vyse's. And many other items sit nicely here on my desk. So many things to see. Yet, it's so late...but I must finish some of this. Ah...I pick up a paper and see what it says.
"Church of Valua's Official Health Opening Inspections." It's dated for tomorrow, so I must have it done tonight.
Seven pages. I see.
"Our report indicates that the Valuan Church is clean, well balances establishment. The door is kept tidy, and the gold is polished weekly, to keep a shine that allows for a happy prayer session."
The rest goes into very exact detail on every room, which I must read and confirm, to see if the church may re-open to the public, including the once lower-valuans.
It's so much work. But I will remain diligent, no matter how tired I become. I must, for the sake of the kingdom. It depends on me.
I continue to read the document. It's all very fascinating, really, yet...my drowsiness is simply growing. I'm so...tired. I'm...
"Enrique."
A voice? A hauntingly familiar?
