It was a beautiful day in the fall, the leaves were changing all around the abbey, tables were lined with food, and treats. Children frolicking around playing games for the harvest carnival.The orphans raised by the clergy never felt like burdens but on days like today, they really felt like there was not a care in the world. Ai'yalla was governing the game of bobbing for apples, she smiled and knelt down rubbing a towel over a rather plump young boy who was clearly smiling behind the apple clutched in his teeth. Dabbing at his face she gave him a warm smile, and opened her palm handing him a carved wooden horse. “Here is your prize, I hope it finishes off your collection.”
“Cwan I kweep -he appwe?!”
Laughing the golden haired Cleric nodded “Yes Jasper, and you can keep the apple.” With a woot, he swept the trinket from her palm and ran off. Rising to her feet, she ruffled his hair before he got too far away, however she was unable to ignore the looks on two of the priest across the courtyard from her, a look of horror and devastation on their faces. Ai'yalla walked down the line of awaiting children and found one of the older girls. “Iris, can you watch after the game? I need to see to something.” Before the girl could reply Allie walked away, knowing the girl agreed, she moved forward, her eyes fixed on the troubled pair.