She left them deeply engaged in sorcerousmatters and approached Eleana, who was talking quietly with Sahor. She could feel the heat of his breath against her cheek, could see the surprise morph intohumiliation in his expression. He put his hand gently on the curve of her belly. She is used to secrets.
You will hide this, Dar Sala-at, he said, as he pressed it into her palm. Once, it had been the central temple where the Ramahan prayed to theirGoddess, Miina. To break their power. It all depended on which layer of reality you subscribed to.
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