Falling for those pink eyes

"He indeed is very dangerous… his sharp tongue alone proves as such"

"So, you think so as well... although he seems like a very delicate young man, he's anything but. One really can't predict the divine's actions" Isabella remarked, her words carrying a weight of contemplation as she continued to sip her tea. 

"Do you think the goddess made a mistake, Supreme Pontiff?" Isabella inquired. 

The pope was surprised that this devoted child, who had always embraced the teachings of the goddess with unwavering faith, was now venturing into uncharted territory. 

For the first time, doubt seemed to flicker in her unseeing eyes.

"No... everything is as the goddess says" the Pope responded with conviction; his gaze fixed on Isabella.