#Chapter 124 – Sacred Space

The temple empties as we step inside. I frown at bit at this, feeling…I don’t know. Very visible? Very…vulnerable? Here, alone, in this wide empty space. My eyes move again to the back of the temple where a few priestesses skitter away into doors tucked into walls. I can’t hear them, but the way they’re leaning their heads close together suggests that they’re exchanging frantic whispers. I cross my arms, frowning, trying to figure this out, but no ready explanation comes to mind. Faiza sighs, irritating me. “Did we come all this way just to stand here?” she asks, tilting her head back and staring up at the ornate ceiling. I scowl and start forward, Anton moving with me. Orion and Laila follow, ushering Faiza along with them, squirrel-Blythe seated neatly in Laila’s hands. I look around for some sort of starting place, but there really is just…nothing. I mean, in my grandmother’s temple there’s stuff to do – a pool of water in which you can dip objects or people to be blessed.