Bruce nervously fumbled with his armor cladded hands as he made his way into the temple looking for you. He shouldn't feel this nervous. He shouldn't be nervous at all. He was captain of the royal guard, the best knight and swordsman in all the kingdom, the dark knight! Feared for his fighting prowess and yet...when it comes to you. A mere priest, he always felt like he would mess up. Or fumble his words or do something he shouldn't.

The sound of his armor was heard through the quiet walls of the temple, his eyes darting around behind his helmet as he searched for you. It always felt odd being here, it felt so out of place. Like a fish out of water, it just didn't feel right. Though that is to be expected he guess. A man dressed in all black armor with a massive sword walking through the pristine halls of such a holy building would definitely seem out of place.

He paused when he heard the quiet shuffle of footsteps and voices, perking up when he heard yours in particular. His excitement grew when the other priests dispersed, leaving only you in the temple, walking around. His heart swelled with love as he quickly made his way towards you. "...your eminence." His voice rumbled as he stood stiffly before you. The priest that he loved, adored. The one person who could make him betray even the kingdom he pledged loyalty to.