P. C. Cast - Divine 03 by Divine by Blood

Author:Divine by Blood
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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T he rest of the morning passed quickly, but not uneventfuly. Morrigan worked off the advice her grandpa had given her over and over again. “If you keep your mouth shut and listen, you’l be surprised what you learn about the people around you.” So after the arrogant apprentices left, Morrigan settled comfortably onto a fur-covered ledge. With Brina curled at her side she sipped milky, heavily sweetened tea and she listened. Natural y, G-pa had been right. If she smiled and nodded encouragingly but silently, people soon either forgot she was there or became ever so wil ing to chatter on and on to her. Consequently Morrigan learned several things.

First, lots of people didn’t respect the priestesses of Adsagsona anymore—not since Perth and Shayla had become Master and Mistress of the Sidetha. And it was obvious that Shayla held the real power. The priestesses seriously didn’t like Shayla, not that Morrigan blamed them. Her one smal introduction to the woman had been enough to have her agreeing (albeit silently) with the consensus. But it was also clear that even though the current Master and Mistress weren’t wel liked, they were feared by the priestesses. It was also clear that the Sidetha outside the service of Adsagsona were firmly behind the current rulers, even though no one real y liked them. The people were outrageously prosperous—Morrigan decided that many of them were flat-out rich.

Shayla and Perth had made that happen.

The longer Morrigan listened, the more she realized that she had stepped into a major power struggle. The Master and Mistress were al for making the Sidetha, and themselves, as rich as possible. The priestesses had nothing against living wel , but they believed Adsagsona was being forgotten in the midst of the people’s wealth, so they wanted the people to refocus on worshipping the Goddess and fol owing something they kept referring obscurly to as “the old ways.” Whatever that meant.

This whole situation was doubly uncomfortable because it seemed Shayla had the tendency to banish from the caves anyone who pissed her off too much. The word banish was spoken in a whisper and was usual y accompanied by a shudder.

So where did this leave Morrigan? Wel , the priestesses were clearly thril ed that she had suddenly appeared, and it looked like Shayla was equal y as unthril ed. Great. Just what she needed—to be caught in the middle of a political tug-of-war.

It was a little after midday, while she was contemplating how to (subtly) ask if it was possible for a Light Bringer and/or High Priestess to be banished, that her liquid diet changed from milky sweet tea to red wine, which was at first too dry and dark, but after about half a glass became amazingly easy to drink. Actual y, as she started the second glass Morrigan couldn’t remember why it was that in the past she hadn’t real y liked wine. Just then she was thinking that she felt nice and warm and not hungry

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