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First a child came. So they had come in time to save a soul, if only it was the yet-unstained innocence of this child. She spoke, Shiloh answered. Shiloh was here to learn, and Daniel was glad to let him speak, so long as he spoke correctly. 

A woman came, near moments after the child appeared, and were he a less tempered man, he might have borne his teeth and snarled. I fear we have come too late, he muttered, an aside meant only for the ears of Shiloh. A woman as Grand Vicar? The thought-let alone the reality of it- struck him as so sideways, so perverse, that for a moment he was stunned to silence. In this time Heba's shock manifested, and thus called his attention to this Hiram's title. Cardinal. Were he a more expressive man, Daniel might have scoffed. Instead he watched this blasphemous Grand Vicar address Hosannah, and as she did he watched, eagle-eyed for every microexpression to be found. 

As an afterthought, Daniel introduced them, and with no small amount of grandeur. We are the Inquisition of the Order of Zakah. I am High Inquisitor, Daniel. Hosannah stands guilty of pride, and serves penance for her sin. There was more, but it was not the sort of thing to discuss with a woman. He would wait for this Hiram.