The Elysean Illusion (The Holy Bloodlines Book 3) by D.N. Hoxa

Author:D.N. Hoxa [Hoxa, D.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-27T16:00:00+00:00

I didn’t find Artemis in the Arena, or the Caprae Hall, or in any of the other halls or classrooms where I thought she might be.

Finally, Max suggested we check out the courtyard, and sure enough, I found Mors lying on the stairs of the temple.

The building was huge—the tip of it almost reached the tip of the mountain at its back—and of course, it was white. Students and professors spent a lot of time in there worshipping the gods, so it made perfect sense that that place would appeal to a goddess.

“I’ll go get Mave. We’ll wait for you right inside, okay?” Max said.

“Yeah, sure. Go ahead.”

“Don’t go to the library alone,” he warned, making me roll my eyes.

“I am not alone, Max. Just go! I’ll be fine,” I said, laughing when he flinched at the sight of Oreo standing beside me.

“She looks pretty harmless,” he muttered.

“Wanna find out what she can do?” I asked, and Oreo most definitely understood everything we said because all three of her heads gave a sharp bark at the same time, which made Max jump in place.

He walked away as fast as possible without it being considered running.

“You scare him shitless,” I told Oreo with a grin, and she took that as a compliment by the way she raised her heads and walked proudly.

Mors was alert now, too, and watched us curiously as we approached the temple. I’d been in there only once before—when I’d sacrificed the strawberry syrup I’d won from Mave in a game of cards, to pray that Shade made it back in one piece.

I’d never given it much thought, but he had. Not that I was insinuating that he had because of my sacrifice or prayer, but he had come back to me.

“Hey there, Mors,” I said as I stepped up the stairs, and Oreo went to greet him, too—licking the nose of his middle head while he growled in irritation. If she cared, she didn’t show it. Instead, she lay down next to him on the stair and looked up at me as if to say she’d be waiting right there, too.

My stomach did a flip at the sight of those faces. How was it possible that I loved her so much already when I’d met her just days ago?

Damn. This place really did mess with me more than I could have ever imagined.

Just like I suspected, Artemis was inside the temple, sitting on the marble leg of Hera, whose statue was at the head of the room on a throne alongside Zeus, while the other Olympians sat around them. Once again, the incredible artwork, every line and every curve of the marble took my breath away. I had to give it to them—Elyseans knew how to create art out of marble and pencil lead and even robots better than anyone else in the world.

“Why aren’t you in bed yet, mortal?” Artemis said without ever raising her head from the book she was reading. It was such a strange view, but beautiful nonetheless.

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