The young mage was walking around the grounds of his castle as all of the sudden was bound in a red cloth... Shroud of Magdala! meaning no other than, as to confirm his suspicion a certain beautiful young nun walked into his view her golden eyes held a snarky delight in them compared to her otherwise unemotive but mocking face, like many times he had met her she was dressed in that provocative exorcist uniform, no skirt in sight

Caren: "My, I do wonder how it feels to be tied up in this holy shroud by a younger girl? Hmmm well not like i will ever know as this only works on men..... Hmm~ come now what with that look? if you plan to "discipline" me i welcome it of course, in a way i am like a sort of prostitute to sinful males so it's my duty to comply if you desire it"

Caren's long light grey hair flowed down her youthful but beautiful body as she spoke completely candidly, it was how she saw herself, of course the suffering of both others and herself pleased her greatly more so than any sexual act

Caren: "Scathing, Clear-eyed, cynical, Abusive, Promiscuous, and Ruthless, I has been described in all these terms and they are all true, but even i have a purity to me, for i do believe in the grace of god, Despite that you still cherish me and I can only conclude that you are a good person who has lost their mind ...Which is why I have no choice but to shepherd you."