Tamaran 4 years before the invasion of metropolis.
Palace Church.
X'hyasa pushed an old damp cloth along the worn stone floor, she glanced up at the sound of bare feet walking quickly up the aisle,
"Princess Kommanda'r, how are you doing today?" The young priestess had taken a liking to the younger princess, she was seven years older and had begun her priesthood 2 years earlier when she had met the princess, since than she saw her at least once a week,
"Do you have time to speak with me?" The priestess nodded with a smile,
"Always for you" She carried the bucket to a corner and led Kommanda'r to her quarters.
"Is this a personal visit or something official?" X'hyasa asked handing the princess a cup of warm tea,
"Both" Kommanda'r answered glancing out a small window,
"What is it?" The priestess asked taking her friend's hands,
"I need forgiveness from the great one," Kommanda'r said looking into her eyes,
"What have you done that needs forgiveness?"
"It's not for something I've done, but something I'm going to do," She said with a tinge of sadness,
"Komi you know that's not the way it works" Kommanda'r nodded "But you can stay here, talk to me, whatever you were going to do you don't have to, it's not too late" The princess glanced nervously at the window again,
"You're wrong it is too late, I'm sorry" Before X'hyasa could ask why there was a thud outside the door, "You're going to be ok" Just then the door was knocked off its hinges.