Jozef and his ministers, those who were aware of Operation Speartip, watched Olonia stop at the door to his office. It was huge, although all governmental buildings were constructed with the knowledge mascots Divines would visit them. She wore the traditional shawls of white and red, snowy-white hair spilled down her back. "I saw how Iliyal treats Anassa and Neneria Jozef." She spoke without turning around.
"That's a different thing entirely Olonia." Jozef replied.
"Is it? Are they not Divines? They get to speak."
"You are Lubska's Divine Olonia. You have responsibilities." Olonia shook her head, still not even deigning to look at the president.
