She removed her habit. “I’m a sinner, Mother Superior. I’m with his child.”
The old nun sighed, then whispered. “Do you love him?”
The young woman nodded.
“To love and be loved isn’t a sin, it’s another calling. Come, your knight is waiting at the gate.”
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