The church coat room is dark and smelly, holding all the coats and boots of the congregation who happen to be in the church at the time. There is a candle sconce high on the wall near the entrance, benches along the back of the room and huge baskets along opposite walls: one for coats and the other for footwear.
church coat room, Inside Church
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the king's trusted adviser
I am the king's trusted adviser. I hold the discretion of the king. I guard the secrets and strategies that make my kingdom thrive. I live a lonely life because others cannot be trusted.
you are assigned any work I am merely here to light a candle for my much loved and dearly departed mother. ohh...mother is a good humanity of a son Have you been drinking the sacramental wine again? no no i don't drink at all It certainly seems like it.  You should head to confession straight away with the way you're talking. i am at stress about the work so i blabbering like this No doubt, what is causing such stress? i don't finished my work Well, I can't say that I'm terribly surprised. um  Are you having a stroke?