Her Dark Priests by Elizabeth Blackthorne

Author:Elizabeth Blackthorne [Blackthorne, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-02-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter eleven

TORY

A shiver went through me as I stepped through the archway, and I ran my hands over my arms. I wasn’t cold, even with my thin, cotton shirt down here in the cooler temperatures. My impromptu sprint had taken care of that, but something sent chills down my spine. Welcoming a light source though, I moved farther into the huge room beyond, my mouth falling open in amazement.

The golden glow had come from oil lamps mounted on the walls of the chamber. They burned low and steady, casting a warm light over the chamber and its contents. Smooth flagstones covered the floor, and the walls were intricately engraved with thousands of hieroglyphics. Scenes of the cat-headed goddess dominated the walls, along with depictions of Ra and other gods, including those with heads of lions and crocodiles, and those with green and blue skin. The scenes had been beautifully painted, as had the columns that led straight through the large room to the huge stone sarcophagus at the far end.

I moved slowly through the columns, running my fingers gently over the paintings that were designed to make the columns look like reeds and water flowers of the Nile. On the other side of the columns stood an array of treasures. I moved between two of the columns, looking at beautiful bronze statues of cats that stood lined up against the wall. A stone lioness stood four feet high and wore a stunning beaded necklace. I reached out and ran my fingertips over the beads, marvelling at the detail. I could just imagine Professor Ayad’s face if she could see this place. Wesley’s too.

A small warmth stirred inside at the thought of Wesley. There was something utterly charming about him. He was sweet and slightly shy, and yet when he talked about his studies, his whole being lit up. If I’d met him at home, I might have been tempted once the whole Jasper thing blew over. Maybe I could convince him to come on sabbatical to the British Museum in the autumn... or maybe not. I wasn’t sure if I even wanted a new relationship yet, although after a year of being with a man who hardly dared kiss me, let alone anything else, I was craving physical touch and intimacy like crazy. I sighed and stroked my hand over the stone head, then I blinked and snatched my hand back, staring at the statue. For a moment, the stone had felt like fur, thick and soft under my hand.

I reached out tentatively and brushed my fingertips over the top of the statue. Stone. It was definitely stone. Granite by the looks of it. I shook my head. I really thought I was starting to go crazy. Dark shapes in the night. A cat leading me to places. Maybe I was losing it. I moved back towards the main section of the room and carried on down the chamber towards the huge stone sarcophagus that stood at the other end.

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