The Dragon's Torment by Emily L K

Author:Emily L K [K, Emily L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy
Publisher: Emily L K
Published: 2019-12-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine - The Temple of Umur

Two hundred and fifteen years post war | Ol’ Bodee

She entered the temple with purpose and Bodee knew she sought him out. Few did these days, more often stumbling upon the ancient ruin by accident as they traversed the old mountains.

She had golden eyes as well. A long-lived being and the first he had ever seen here. This would be interesting. She strode down the aisle, the rainbows of his stained glass windows painting her skin with colour. When she stopped though, it was deliberately outside a pooling of light that most other guests would stop in.

“Welcome to the temple of Umur,” Bodee greeted with a most gracious bow, his dark-skinned hands extending to each side of himself. “I am -”

“Ol’ Bodee,” she interrupted, pinning him in place with those eyes. Glorious eyes. “I know who you are.”

“Ah, you may know me, but I don’t know you.”

“Who I am is irrelevant.” Her eyes darted to each side of the temple where priestesses were gathering curiously. Bodee beckoned them forward. The woman let her eyes drift back to his. “I came to ask a favour.”

Bodee waved a dismissive hand. “You’ve travelled a long way. Let my priestesses refresh you, then we’ll talk.”

One priestess took hold of the leather thong holding the woman’s braid in place and tugged it from her golden hair. Another priestess bent and kissed her neck. The woman’s eyebrows shot up, though she didn’t step away.

“You want sex for a favour?” she asked Bodee.

He pressed a hand to his chest, wounded. “I? Oh no. I am a celibate man. They, on the other hand, take payment for favours.”

The woman turned and surveyed the priestess who had kissed her moments before. Coming to some decision in her mind, she grasped the priestess’s chin in her hand and kissed her.

Bodee crossed his arms over his chest as he watched the other priestesses gather around, tugging away the worn and dust-stained garments that the woman wore, their fingers moving lightly over her skin. He watched them lead her away, towards the garden rooms at the side of the temple where they liked to lounge away their days in gentle contemplation of life. He smiled as he heard sweet laughter float back to him, but he didn’t follow them. He had no desires for such carnal indulgences, though he wouldn’t deny them to his priestesses. Instead, he moved to the other side of the temple were his own residence was.

He moved between the lavish furnishings to the side-board. The smile was still on his face as he poured himself a glass of wine and retreated to the balcony that overlooked the jagged peaks of the Southern Range. The temple of Umur sat so high up that the ground below was invisible beneath a constant layer of cloud that floated about the peaks. Bodee didn’t mind - the swirling white helped his contemplation.

Instead of thinking on life, as he often did, he thought about the woman who had just walked into his temple.

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