The Shrine of Sretniy, the mischievous weasel god and patron of explorers, detectives, thieves and jokesters, contains a steel statue of the cheerful mustelids deity. It is unusually cute for a serious religious idol. The room is densely filled with offerings of both precious jewelry and shiny but non-expensive objects.
Shrine of Sretniy, Inside Temple
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I am a member of the royal court, and friend of the Queen. I despise the Queen and all her ruthless desires. My husband serves with the Queen's guard. I worry his duty is beginning to erode his faith. I am the strongest of my family. I must keep us together. I wish to be free of this kingdom and all it's misery.
I need to confess something. Yes, I am here for you.  What do you need to confess? Do you promise not to tell anyone? Yes, I am sworn before God to keep your confidence.  OK. Well, truth is that although I am a friend of the queen, I despise her and all her ruthless desires. Ah, I see and understand.  Do you just hold these feelings or have you acted upon them? I've been feeling very tempted to act upon it. But I fear if I'm caught she'll have my head. You must do everything in your power to resist that urge.  Can you do that?  I suppose I have no choice. You will be happier in the long run if you make the right choices now. I have another problem as well. It's my husband. He's a queen's guard and it's causing his faith to erode. What shall I do about this?  This is a difficult problem.  Would he be willing to speak with me? 