We had our monthly service yesterday. It went perfectly!
Our master and head priest, Mr. Rivers, even attended!
He told us about how merciful our masters are, and the other usual, basic stuff.
I wouldn't of considered this worth blogging, though, if not for his interaction with James.
Peter saw James, and for a second, our unemotional Master twinged with a look that...
seemed...guilty? Or something?
James saw Peter too, but all he basically did was mumble "The Apocalypse is Three."