"They want Zaina to lose her purity."
Akamir's expression turned serious.
"What?"
Akamir sat up straighter in his seat, his fingers curling slightly against the armrest.
"What did you just say?" he asked, his voice low.
Edwarld didn't look away.
"The church," he repeated calmly, "wants Zaina to become ineligible for a marriage."
"....."
Akamir leaned back on his chair as he stared dead into his eyes.
'Why would the church do that?'
He wondered as he was already aware of the plans of Pope Elon.
'….Unless it isn't the Pope.'
He rubbed his chin as he looked at Edwarld. "Do you know why they want that?"
He shook his head in defeat.
"They choose to remain quiet about it," he replied silently. "No matter how much I asked."
"..."
Akamir tapped his fingers on the table, thinking deeply about it.
"Do you know who wants this?"
Edwarld looked at him.
"It was a messenger of Pope Elon, who wants me to break the engagement," he replied. "I don't know about the other."
