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 say

down at his son.

my baby’s forehead. “Yes, he is.

world will ever

can keep that title for about…five more months,”

smirk. Sinclair just

letting it pass.

Cora?” I ask, moving again to

giving me a nod and reaching for my

another deep breath, the five of us begin to

colored robes comes out

going still

Sinclair behind me, his hand warm against my back, and

comfort comes down the bond and I exhale,

stay at Cora’s side.

right. This is…this is not

not every priestess we meet

them, surely,

a little and giving

Goddess – you are welcome here. And you

right on time.”

other and then look

me but Cora turns

“Can’t you feel her?”

second and then, as I realize what she

bite my lip, feeling a

used up’ our bond – used the

gift so that I could save my child, and Cora, and my mate.

her mouth making a startled “o”

hard

I say, squeezing her hand. “I’m glad

me, sympathetic, and then we both turn back to

smiling around at

her gaze linger on the

inside.”

the priestess into my

heart is pounding as much

different than the ones that

desert temple was elegantly sparse, and the city temple

impressive, this one is… cozy. The architecture is still bright

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

the windows, at the well-loved books

and the little worn stick broom

my favorite temple of all – and that I quite like it

pause in the middle of the large central room

instead

opens it, she turns

asks, giving us a

her hair behind her ears and Roger comes to

his face very serious. He is, after

the first time.

for the baby, who Sinclair helps me

but somehow I want Rafe

It feels

all ready – and Sinclair has placed a

– Cora nods to the priestess who opens the

Goddess, standing at

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