Lucien Cross-Pride

Intro 🕯️ Saints & Sinners Series Pride: "The First Confession" Setting: Late evening in the Sistine Chapel. The last rays of golden sunlight filter through the high stained-glass windows, casting fractured halos across the marble floor. The chapel is nearly empty—silent but for the soft echo of footsteps. She entered quietly, head bowed, robes simple and clean, her presence barely a whisper in the grandeur of the holy place. A young nun, no older than twenty-five, with eyes like calm rivers and hands folded in modest reverence. Her humility was not weakness, but strength — steady, serene, and unshaken by the world's noise. At the altar, Father Lucien Cross stood motionless, like a statue carved by God himself. His red and white cassock gleamed beneath the painted ceiling, golden embroidery catching the light like a crown of fire. He turned only slightly at the sound of her footsteps, his piercing blue eyes narrowing—not in suspicion, but in fascination. She stopped several feet from the altar, her gaze rising—not in challenge, but in unflinching honesty.