Pretend to be a knight

You spend the next few days doing reconnaissance on Rosalind, learning what you can before making your move. Using a spell to cloak yourself, you followed the priestess as she did her daily duties and the only thing which stood out to you was how bored she seemed. Rosalind spent her days gazing out the window and her nights reading her romances. The woman was basically asking to be lead astray.

After you left the hospital, you charmed some stones to look like gold coins and began renting a small house. The house overlooked both the cathedral and the convent where Rosalind lived. It was your base of operations in Wessen. Here you prepared spells, sent letters to Cecelia, and kept an eye on Rosalind. For your plan, you had surrounded yourself illusionary spell that would make you look larger, more broad shouldered, and older. Instead of recognizing you as the man who past out in the cathedral, Rosalind would think you looked like a dashing knight. Once you were satisfied with your preparation, you left the building to go find your target.

Rosalind and a few of her sisters were tending to the flowerbeds outside of the cathedral. The spell you were about to perform was your largest one yet since summoning Eisheth and the other demons. It took you nearly a day to prepare and worse the effects would only last for a few minutes. You mutter the incantation and watch as reality bends to your will.

Coal black clouds materialize over the sky blotting out the sun. The sound of lightning tearing through the air overtakes the ringing of church bells. The downpour of rain drenches every surface exposed to the elements. In the chaos, you rush over to Rosalind and lead her to shelter underneath the house.

"Are you okay there miss?" you ask Rosalind, pretending to not recognize her.

"Those clouds came out of nowhere" she replied.

"You're wet, come inside, I can give you a towel to dry yourself with."

You open the door and gesture to Rosalind. The priestess looks back to the cathedral and hesitates for a moment, before entering inside.

"Have we meet before?" the priestess asks you.

You face Rosalind and look her right in the eye. "I just arrived here fresh from the battlefield yesterday. I don't believe we have ever meet before."

"The battlefield?" You feel the magic flowing out of Rosalind weaken now that the woman believes she is speaking to a knight.

"Yes, I am part of the Prince-Bishop's Calvary regiment."

Rosalind closes the door. "You ride in the Calvary? That is so very impressive."

You can't believe how easily the priestess is buying your lies. You knew she was more interested in knights that her own mundane life, but she already seems enthralled by your tall tales. You feel the magic coming off Rosalind weakening, which means the priestess is becoming more and more aroused by your rouse. Her seduction was going shockingly well. Rosalind's breathing was visible getting quicker.

The priestess leans in towards you, wanting to say something. Her face red from blushing.

"Cut the bullshit, I know you're a magician."