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.

like he understands sometimes,” I say quietly, smiling up at

grinning proudly down at his son. “He’s

to kiss my

baby the world will ever see

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

arms over his chest with a smirk. Sinclair

letting it pass.

ask, moving again to

a nod

us begin to walk towards the temple.

woman in dove- colored robes comes out

hesitate for a moment, going still at the

behind me, his hand

and I exhale, skipping forward a little

stay at Cora’s side.

not the same

we meet is going to try to take

Some of them, surely, actually serve

woman says, bowing a little and giving

“Daughters of the Goddess – you are welcome here.

right on time.”

I smile at each other and then look

at me but Cora turns to me with

“Can’t you feel her?”

second and then, as I realize what she

our mother here already – I bite my lip, feeling a very deep

used up’ our bond – used the

wolf and my gift so that I could save my child, and

making a

hard

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

sympathetic, and then

around at our whole party and taking

gaze linger on

inside.”

a group, we follow the priestess into

heart is pounding

the ones that

desert temple was elegantly sparse, and the city

and impressive, this one is… cozy. The architecture

tell that women live here

benches by the

alcoves and the little worn stick broom tucked into a

is my favorite temple of all

in the middle of the large central room

dome, but instead leads us across it to

Before she opens it, she turns to us with a

us a moment. to

her hair behind her ears and Roger comes to stand

his face very serious. He is, after all,

the

reach for the baby, who Sinclair helps me unbuckle from the carrier. I

but somehow I want Rafe quite close to me as we

It feels

and Sinclair has placed a

the priestess who

we all doThe beautiful Goddess, standing at the

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