Maeve
The rectory rose above the University of Mirage, perched atop a hill adjacent to the magnificent Temple of the Moon Goddess, which signified the place as not only a religious sanctuary, but the true capital of both Valoria and the Church.
Mom was keeping in step with me as we followed Troy up the paved pathway leading up the hill. She sighed deeply, picking at a loose thread on her blue chunky-knit sweater.
She was upset about something. I believed wholeheartedly it had to do with the fact we were all sitting ducks while Tasia hid somewhere nearby, waiting to strike.
“Did you know the White Queens split with the Church of the Moon Goddess?” I asked as we continued what felt like a slow, endless climb towards the rectory.
“Yes, I did. That ended with my reign, however. We established new ties with the Church shortly after you were born.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
Mom laughed, shaking her head. “Oh, sweetheart, I did. It was taught in school. You just never listened.”