In Priscilla's room, a triumphant smile spread across her face as she recounted her tale to her grandfather. "Grandpa, I'm still grinning thinking about Davina's face today," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm really happy she's getting what's coming to her."

Elder James's eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable. "And are you the one who made sure they didn't get the message about the schedule change for lunch today?" he asked, his voice low and measured.

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