a’s

ose coats were as white as snow and they bore wings of the same pristine white on their backs. Morning was almost upon her and she was travelling back ho

er…it was

in her way was the stunning beauty of the mortal man that outshone any God she had ever laid eyes

fty of his daughters, but as days passed, Endymion grew older and even more gorgeous. It worried Selene for he w

life and youth. But there was one condition. For if he was granted eternal life and youth, he must be p

w, he is supposed to be asleep in a hidden location and each morning, after the Goddess of the Moon has performed her duties

the Goddess has given us mates. So that we too can have someone that would love

ating her story to the seven beautiful children sitting in fro

er white robes were in pristine condition as she sat with her admirers on the mar

to know more about their Goddess. The little hellions were smitten with Ezra as

matter and people still obeyed her. It was the sense of peace and serenity around her that drew

ith a gentle smile on her lips.

e hellions who gave her puppy eyed looks

ide the shrine only after everyone had left, lifting up my robe to make sure I didn’t trip on it. It had been two years since I arrived at Lindersay, but I

e I straightened myself. “Come,” she smiled gently as I took her hand. “D

told her. “I’

Lunar Maidens had extravagant rooms just like the rest of the palace, but as the Shrine Maiden, Ezra enjo

s in her parlor and she had handed me a cup of warm chamomile te

swer her. “I’ve been well this past week.” I decided to go

he sense of loss and longing that you

feel like someone is calling for me. It makes me want

houldn’t have to be the one to tell you this, Flora. There are rogues everywhere who will love to give you

om my coma two years ago, Ezra has always been by my side. Even though I had lost all my memories and could hardly remember my own name, she had never trea

to. But then Ezra had helped me heal. Not my physical wounds, since they were healed by a healer, but my mental wounds. She had qui

hat I had been attacked by rogues. Because of the traumatizing inciden

? Maybe it was my mind’

sires to venture into the woods. “I know just how dangerous the

y at you. It’s not your fault; it’s my worry for you that caused my sudden burst of anger. But I appreciate your honesty. I don’t want y

cident of my past, not even a glimmer. But if it made Ezra fe

sudden knocking on the shr

stood up and faced the door a

a panicked voice from outside. “Rog

k as the cup fell from my ha