VII
Sitting quietly under Elwyn’s peaceful gaze, I wondered for the hundredth time that hour what force had brought me back to the Temple in Anastas. This very building had held me under lock and key; my life to be forfeit for a crime I did not commit. This was a place I had never wanted to revisit, and yet, there I was. Elwyn’s stare seemed to mock me; the vision of peace and harmony, and the unknowing goddess to hundreds of ravenous wolves. I tossed a coin at her feet and bowed my head, wondering how one was supposed to pray. I repositioned my hooded cloak to cover most of my face and all of my hair.
My family had sold me before I could even grasp the concept of a religion. Once I learned of the many gods people worshiped, I felt no just higher power would ever allow me to suffer as I
