Tea

Entering the chapel, Amalia clung to Donata’s elbow. She didn’t know why she was feeling so nervous, but she was decidedly so.

“Why do I feel so sick?” Amalia whispered suddenly.

“Because your entire life, church has been your prison, Amalia.” Donata commented with a pat to her hand. “A few days ago, you finally escaped the shackles of your religion, and the pain associated with it and now we’re b