"Good evening, Chosen are you unable to sleep?" The Mother was in the usual place at the Grand Cathedral, behind glass, center stage under a spotlight. "I am sure you must be exhausted after today's welcoming ceremony. It is rare we have a stranger as our chosen one." Tilting their head with an apologetic smile, "Not that I mean any rudeness, Chosen. Please if you have anything on your mind, discuss it with me."
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