Was Amelia trying to draw attention to her chest by clutching at that thing around her neck? She wasn’t doing a great job of it if she was, what with all the layers covering it. Seoyun’s gaze snapped back up to her face when she heard what sounded like a laugh.

She knew Brennan was a priest. What she didn’t know was if that was supposed to mean something to her or not, in terms of her previous question.

“Stop telling me about that man!” she exclaimed, only looking half as annoyed as she sounded. “I don’t care about Richards.”

And it was so much more of a trying task dealing with a man. Seoyun didn’t have the energy nor the motivation to flirt the way some women did to sway them, and she had a feeling this church would be upset if she whipped out the blade instead.

Catholics! Of course it was the Catholics that stole her brother. It had to be, because they were the ones with the most annoying rules.

Biting the inside of her cheek, Seoyun moved to stand. She didn’t want to waste her time outside of some church if her brother wasn’t even here. Especially not when some lady kept trying to make her talk to some priest.

“You don’t know when Brennan will be back?”