Daughter of the War by Angela Roquet

Author:Angela Roquet
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: epic fantasy for girls, female lead ya fantasy, magical fantasy ya, wizards, magic, ya sword and sorcery series, sword and sorcery, quest, historical fantasy fiction, fantasy lands
Publisher: Angela Roquet
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“YOU’LL DO WELL NOT to anger the high priestess,” Magora said as she and Armal led Rea down the long tunnel to the bathing cavern.

Several of the sisters who’d witnessed the outburst had lingered behind in the main hall to offer disapproving glares as Rea made the transition to the dormitory of her new sisterhood. Magora had not spoken until they were out of earshot, but Armal waited until they’d reached the bathing cavern before making herself heard.

“Defects?” she snapped at Rea. “Is that what you see in us?”

“Quiet now,” Magora grumbled. “Let her rest with her grief. She’ll think on her words later and make amends for them.”

“Will I?” Rea asked. Anger boiled within her chest and spread through her limbs, making her skin flush. “Have you seen it, wise sister? Is this part of the Moon’s great plans for me?”

The sting of Armal’s hand across Rea’s cheek sent her back a step. The sharp smack echoed through the bathing cavern, and it tore a sound from Rea’s lips, an utterance more pitiful than any Tawndra’s whip had produced.

“You’re a hateful girl,” Armal hissed. “You don’t deserve the Moon’s blessing.”

“Enough,” Magora barked, grasping them both by the arm.

The fire drained from Rea, seeping out through tears that flooded her eyes. She wiped them away with the palm of one hand and cupped her sore cheek.

“Forgive me,” she rasped in between sob-choked breaths. “I just...I just wanted to follow my mother, to know her the only way I can.”

“And you will,” Magora said, giving her arm a small shake. Rea was too disheartened to wonder at the meaning of the sister’s cryptic words. She had been so very wrong before.

“I’m sorry,” Rea said, disregarding Magora’s comment.

Armal sighed, and the scowl that pinched her face softened. “I know you are, sunshine.”

“Come.” Magora tugged Rea around the steaming pool and toward the crystal passage that led to the bluff. “A little busywork will ease your distress, and these bedsheets aren’t going to fold themselves.”

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