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.

he understands sometimes,” I say quietly, smiling up

says, grinning proudly down at his son.

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

world will

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

arms over his chest with a smirk. Sinclair just

letting it pass.

I ask, moving again to

nod and reaching for my hand. I give it,

five of us begin to

dove- colored robes comes out of

a moment, going still

time I saw themBut I feel Sinclair behind me, his hand warm against my back,

and

stay at Cora’s side.

not the same

we meet is going to try

surely, actually

bowing a little and giving us a deep

Goddess – you are welcome

right on time.”

then look back to the woman.

The priestess smiles warmly at me but

“Can’t you feel her?”

second and then, as I realize what she means

already – I bite my lip, feeling a

up’ our bond – used the magic of it to

could save my child, and Cora, and

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

hard to give

glad you can feel

sympathetic, and then we both turn back to

the priestess says, smiling around at our

let her gaze linger on the baby,

inside.”

group, we follow the priestess into my mother’s temple. And

if everyone’s heart is pounding as much

inside, is different than the ones that we’ve

temple was elegantly sparse, and the

this one is… cozy. The architecture is still

that women live here and treat it

by the

little worn stick

suddenly that this is my favorite temple of all – and

the middle of

beneath the dome, but instead leads us

turns to us with a warm

she asks, giving us a

her ears and Roger comes to

very serious. He is, after all, about to

his mate’s mother as such for the first

for the baby, who Sinclair helps me unbuckle from the

do it, but somehow I want Rafe quite

It feels

Sinclair has placed a warm hand on

who opens the

her immediately, we all doThe beautiful Goddess, standing at

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