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.

sometimes,” I

grinning proudly down at his son. “He’s very

kiss my baby’s forehead.

the world

that title for about…five

a smirk. Sinclair

letting it pass.

you ready, Cora?” I ask,

she says, giving me a nod

of us

woman in dove- colored robes comes out

moment, going still

behind me,

the bond and I exhale,

stay at Cora’s side.

is not

and not every priestess we meet is going

Some of them, surely, actually serve

woman says, bowing a little and giving us a

Goddess – you are welcome here.

right on time.”

I smile at each other and then look back to the woman.

priestess smiles warmly at me but Cora turns to

“Can’t you feel her?”

then, as I realize what she means that

I bite my lip, feeling a

up’ our

that I could

suddenly, her mouth making a startled “o” of concern,

hard to give her

say, squeezing her hand. “I’m glad you can feel her for both

then we both turn

around at our whole party

her gaze linger on the

inside.”

we follow the priestess into my mother’s

heart

temple, inside, is different than the ones that we’ve been

desert temple was elegantly sparse, and the city

is… cozy. The architecture is

can tell that women live here and treat it

at the padded benches by the windows,

into alcoves and the little worn stick broom tucked into a corner,

favorite temple of all – and that I quite like it

priestess does not pause in the middle of the large central room of

the dome, but instead leads us across it to

she opens it, she turns to us with

she asks, giving us

her ears and Roger comes

very serious. He

the

Sinclair helps me unbuckle from the carrier. I

I do it, but somehow I want Rafe quite close to me as we

grandmother. It

Sinclair

who opens the

standing at the far end of the room,

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