FREYA
It doesn't take long for the temple doors to open again and Eli comes out carrying Martin, Victoria a step behind them.
"We are going home," he says to one of his men standing at the corner. "Get the cars ready."
"Home?" My surprise isn't hidden from the expression on my face, "we're yet to have the anointing.”
"Martin is in no state for it." Victoria answers before Eli can, her voice soft and frayed, her hand resting on Martin's back where he lies against his father's shoulder. "Look at him, Luna. He has been through something no child should go through today. He cannot stand in front of the goddess like this. He needs his own bed."
I look at the boy.
He is tired, yes. He has been crying, yes. But his colour is good and his eyes track me across the courtyard and he is, by any
