Heart Of The Goddess: The Queen Of Gods #3 by Laura Greenwood

Author:Laura Greenwood [Greenwood, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

It was hard to believe how tired I was when I finally got a chance to return to my bedchamber. I could have sworn that I never struggled with exhaustion this much before. No doubt it was because I was doing more than before. Whatever the reason was, I didn't like it. Hopefully, it wasn't anything a few more days of hot baths and sleep in my own bed will do the trick.

Disappointment flooded through me as I entered the room and discovered Amun was missing. He'd become such a constant that him being gone felt all the weirder.

I pushed the feelings aside and started to prepare myself for sleep. He'd be here soon, he must be tending to his temple. He'd already mentioned wanting to set it up properly to make up for the time he'd missed out on while he'd been in Seth's temple.

I hummed along with a melody I must have heard in passing not that long ago as I removed my jewellery and brushed my hair. Once things were a bit more settled I'd have to restart my work with the temple musicians. It was hard to believe I'd spent so long sitting idle. I should have been doing the things I was created to do, whether I thought they were worth my time or not.

I closed my eyes, trying to remind myself that it wasn't completely my fault. I wasn't the only deity to fall into the same rut. Several of the others had reported doing the same, at least for a few hundred years. And what mattered the most was that I wasn't ignoring the important things now.

Once I braided my hair back to keep it out of my way, then slid out of my dress, hanging it over the back of the chair. I'd deal with it properly in the morning, but right now, I was ready for bed. Hopefully, Amun would join me shortly. I couldn't imagine he'd want to spend the night apart, we hadn't for so long.

The moment I came level with the bed, I froze. Sitting on the pillow, just like it had several times before, was a sheet of papyrus. I didn't need to read it to know who it was from. No one else would be sending messages to me this way. Amun would simply come to me, and the other gods would send a messenger to collect me.

I perched myself on the edge of the bed, figuring it was better to be sitting down when I read whatever he had in store for me. Tentatively, I reached out and took hold of the papyrus. I took a deep breath and scanned the letter, a deep-seated dread making itself comfortable in the pit of my stomach.

Ura slithered across the bed and coiled herself around my arm. I had no idea how she always seemed to know when I needed comfort, but I appreciated that she did. It helped me to feel as if I wasn't so alone.

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