Preparation
Priest Regulus knelt at the altar inside his church with his hands joined and his head bowed. There was no one in the seats behind him, he still hasn't received the enlightenment that the Lord said he would be given. He needed to bring them to the Lord's presence before they had the right to join him in prayer.
And what better way for them to become one with the Lord than for them to show unto him their worth!?
As for what he was doing here, he was waiting for his future to come to him. He already handed out the invitation in the best way possible. A simple message that the chosen would have no choice but to respond to.
It was a pity that the woman he chose was not willing to come to the Lord freely. But she had to die. How else would he be able to draw the chosen to him?
But death over a life of serving the creator. What a waste of a faithful servant.