It wasn’t a big space. In fact, it was dwarfed by the main structures of the fortress that loomed above. Its design was similar to the Coya’s quarters in Machu Picchu, with curved walls, built from huge rounded slabs, and it somehow seemed more feminine than the bold hulking forms of the other buildings. There were small niches indenting the walls at even intervals that were sealed with thick security glass, housing little silver and gold fertility statues, tiny silver llamas pulling tiny silver carts, lapis beading, delicate silver earrings, wrist-cuffs and jewelled chokers.
But right at the centre of the temple was a tall glass case. It was impossible for Teya to see what was inside because it was clustered with tourists, snapping photos and jostling to look.
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