“Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmmmmph!”
Emer ignored the muffled cries behind him, turning the page of the book he was going through. There were a lot of books at the Temple, but he had already read most of them. When he first learned of the Empire’s religion and the Goddess of Rebirth, he had ordered his agents to bring him every book and script related to or mentioning her. He had hoped that she was real, that she was the answer to his questions. It turned out she was just another useless story meant to soothe the worries of the masses and keep them in line with fear of retribution.
But now Raena was suddenly interested in it. Could it be that she had found a way back? Or that she was looking for one? His agents had told him she had nothing to do with the Temple and had never been seen to visit. So w
