Morielle did not answer King Raithen’s questions. She just transferred her gaze to the statues of the gods before them. She was quiet, and he let her, still staring at her the whole time. He did not even make a move to get close to where she was. He respected her space and where they were.
“My parents were… firm believers,” of the Bilhiyya religion, her mind added. “And this temple… it has been my haven since the very beginning… since I was taken in by Father Tallahir. Since I woke up in a strange place, this temple was somehow familiar to me… and kept me safe for some reason. You see, Prevoya Viarren has always been good to me.” She met the crowned head’s hard gaze, but he remained silent to let her continue her story. “Through him, my faith in the Orabean gods was solidified. I’ve been
