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Tonight was the night. Orla gazed at the altar in the temple from a distance. The doors of the temple were open, and a large group of people gathered outside. In front of the altar, Bradan stood in his ceremonial robe. The senior members of the family flanked his sides. They were waiting for the magical moment.
Outside the temple was a raised platform, set up so that the new leader could receive the energy from the moon.
There was no sign of Maeve. Orla knew her friend wouldn’t be anywhere near this place during this moment. She would be crying her eyes out somewhere in the woods. She felt a tug at her arms and felt Lorcan’s warm hands holding her.
“We will stop all of the suffering. Do you trust me?” he asked.
“I do.”
They heard the chanting sound of praying from the temple and s
