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Exactly.
Sending letters here directly, when the point of delivery may have relevance to the Church, without thinking of the possible consequences if such letters were ever intercepted, was indeed dumb.
And Demon had not even thought about it. Heck, he promised letters to Queen yet never asked for a mailing address! Cunning creatures demons, but not really bright sometimes (and lacking worldly knowledge perhaps). And Toy was... Toy. Not entirely stupid of course, but not a genius either. More like overly carefree, that the only 'adulting' stuff he did was... adult stuff.
Which then leaves Priest. The unloved one. Of course calling him an intellectual may be questionable (or else why would he end in this mess?), but he is wielding the Power of the Mind, using such to not only even out the playing field against the tag-team of Demon and Toy, but was once again one step ahead. And it is he that was bringing up this conversation, this 'request' per se, with astute foresight?
"Very well," Priest nodded at the suggestion of a private mailbox. This is a good step. Was it secure enough? He could further encrypt the letters, and provide the Mistress the decoder, a method used by the Inquisition itself as he suspected so when he apprenticed for his mentor back in his acolyte days. But by sharing such information, would he not be exposing some of the Church's methods to the likes of Sliucha?
Hmm. But he was already betraying Church secrets to her assuming he still obeyed the initial command to provide her information despite being banished from the Temple. So may as well do so, as a sincere gesture of his willingness to cooperate. And that his recent lashing out had been an honest accidental mistake, not done out of malicious intent.
"The Church have their own in-house pigeons and messengers. The latter is out of question for sure, but I could try to reroute a pigeon to the private address. And for added security, I will encrypt the letter and provide you the decryption methods."
"Though, if I do have news that is urgent or of high importance, it may be best that I meet you still? That is, if you do not mind to do so.... since..." he continued to cast his eyes downward, still naked and on his knees in a submissive pose, unable to look at her in the face or even finish his sentence.
Sending letters here directly, when the point of delivery may have relevance to the Church, without thinking of the possible consequences if such letters were ever intercepted, was indeed dumb.
And Demon had not even thought about it. Heck, he promised letters to Queen yet never asked for a mailing address! Cunning creatures demons, but not really bright sometimes (and lacking worldly knowledge perhaps). And Toy was... Toy. Not entirely stupid of course, but not a genius either. More like overly carefree, that the only 'adulting' stuff he did was... adult stuff.
Which then leaves Priest. The unloved one. Of course calling him an intellectual may be questionable (or else why would he end in this mess?), but he is wielding the Power of the Mind, using such to not only even out the playing field against the tag-team of Demon and Toy, but was once again one step ahead. And it is he that was bringing up this conversation, this 'request' per se, with astute foresight?
"Very well," Priest nodded at the suggestion of a private mailbox. This is a good step. Was it secure enough? He could further encrypt the letters, and provide the Mistress the decoder, a method used by the Inquisition itself as he suspected so when he apprenticed for his mentor back in his acolyte days. But by sharing such information, would he not be exposing some of the Church's methods to the likes of Sliucha?
Hmm. But he was already betraying Church secrets to her assuming he still obeyed the initial command to provide her information despite being banished from the Temple. So may as well do so, as a sincere gesture of his willingness to cooperate. And that his recent lashing out had been an honest accidental mistake, not done out of malicious intent.
"The Church have their own in-house pigeons and messengers. The latter is out of question for sure, but I could try to reroute a pigeon to the private address. And for added security, I will encrypt the letter and provide you the decryption methods."
"Though, if I do have news that is urgent or of high importance, it may be best that I meet you still? That is, if you do not mind to do so.... since..." he continued to cast his eyes downward, still naked and on his knees in a submissive pose, unable to look at her in the face or even finish his sentence.