High Priest

The child's wide-eyed wonder mingled with confusion as he stood amidst an unexpected scene of tranquility. His gaze darted back and forth between Arthur and the child's own mother, uncertainty etched upon his innocent face. The mother, with a subtle nod, silently urged the child not to provoke Arthur any further.

Arthur, his demeanor softening, broke into a gentle smile as he tapped a rock in his hand, causing it to crumble. From the remnants emerged a small, stony feline sculpture. "How about this?" he asked, extending the figurine toward the child. "This kitty needs someone to take care of it."

Fear gave way to unbridled joy as the child eagerly snatched the stone cat from Arthur's hand. As the child waved his newfound treasure around, Arthur rose from his crouched position, a warm smile on his lips. He exchanged nods with the mother and then quietly departed, leaving the two of them behind.