Chapter 390:The Temple

Ella

It is, indeed, a long climb. Cora and I are panting by the time we get to the top,

and even though Sinclair took Rafe from me halfway through the hike I have to

take a moment to catch my break when we pull ourselves up to the final level.

Roger has the indecency to look a little smug about the fact that he barely looks

winded and Cora gives him a little shove on the shoulder as she works to take a

few deep breaths and wipe the sweat from her brow.

Even as I work to bring my heartrate back down, I absolutely marvel at the sight

before me.

The Goddess’ temple, like the one in the city, is built completely with white

marble. But unlike the one in the city, this one looks…ancient. Vines grow in

ropes all over it, looking almost as if the structure is part of the forest itself,

having grown up organically from it. The temple is tall and wide, the pillars in

front drawing my eyes upward to the slanted roof which curls into a dome. At the

very peak of the dome is a golden crescent moon, reaching up towards the sky,

glinting in the bright sunlight.

“Wow,” Cora says, standing straight next to me and likewise marveling at the

temple. “Mom has some… impressive property.”

“I know, right?” I mutter back, crossing my arms and shaking my head. If

someone had told me, when I was a little girl sleeping in my creaky little orphan

bed, that my mom lived here…

Well. I probably would have believed them.

But I was a very imaginative child.

“Um,” Roger says, looking anxiously at Cora. “Shall we?”

I smile at him, seeing that he’s eager to move on but also that he wants to give

her room to process this experience. It’s more intense for her than it is for him,

and I think that it’s very sweet that he realizes this. Roger really has come leaps

and bounds as a person from when I first met him.

Sinclair comes to stand next to me and I grin at him and then turn to my baby,

taking his hands and speaking to him quietly, asking him how he likes it here

and if he’s ready to meet his granny for real this time. Rafe claps and gurgles

like he really is excited.

understands sometimes,” I

down at his son.

kiss my baby’s forehead. “Yes, he is. The

world will

title for about…five more months,” Roger calls to us,

his chest with a smirk.

letting it pass.

ask, moving

a nod and

breath, the five of us begin to

colored robes comes out

going still at

I feel Sinclair behind

bond and

stay at Cora’s side.

is not the same situation

not every priestess we meet is going to try

Some of them, surely, actually

little and giving us a deep smile

of the Goddess – you are welcome here. And you

right on time.”

other and then

priestess smiles warmly at me but Cora turns to me

“Can’t you feel her?”

and then, as I realize

– I bite my

her. I used up’ our

I could save my child, and Cora, and my

making a startled “o” of concern, but

and work hard to

her hand. “I’m glad you

me, sympathetic, and then we both turn back to

around at

linger on the baby, admiring him. “Please,

inside.”

the priestess into my mother’s

everyone’s heart is pounding as much

the ones that we’ve been

was elegantly sparse, and the city

impressive, this one is… cozy. The architecture

can tell that women live here and treat it as a home. As

the padded benches by the windows, at the well-loved books

worn stick broom tucked

this is my favorite temple of all – and that

in the middle of the

space beneath the dome, but instead leads us

turns to us with a warm

us

hair behind her ears and Roger comes to

very serious.

the first time. I smile

Sinclair helps me unbuckle from

want Rafe quite close to me as we

It

ready – and Sinclair

nods to the priestess who

we all doThe beautiful Goddess, standing at the far end of the room, glowing with

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