The Unseelie King’s Rebel by Alisha Klapheke EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Alisha Klapheke
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B RONWY N
The Temple of the Star Goddess was a very pretty prison. Four years
ago when I applied to be an acolyte, I was a heartbroken fifteenyear-old. I didn’t realize I had sentenced myself to a life spent caged
both literally and figuratively. Now, at nineteen, every single day I longed
to travel back in time and shake some sense into that young girl.
Condensation gathered on the window of the temple library. I wiped the
cool moisture away to see the Gwerhune, the Fae forest that darkened the
distance beyond the temple’s gardens. The dark green boughs of ancient
oaks swayed gently in the spring breeze and the indigo lights that remained
a mystery to us humans floated between the limbs and over the mossy earth.
What scents filled the Fae forest? What creatures would I see if I managed
to escape this prison and venture through the Veil?
“Your book, Sacred Sister Bronwyn.”
Turning away from the window’s dangerous temptation, I faced the
librarian who held out a dusty tome with a red spine that read The Old Ones
and Their Sacred Sites. I accepted it with a “thank you” and arranged the
book on a support pillow at the table near the window. Page twenty-nine
showed a drumstone and a holy well lost to the wilds of Fjordbok, the
birthplace of the new Queen of the Fae. The illustration detailed piles of
glittering snow and stretches of dark ice. None had been to the well in over
a century. Ten pages after that, the author told the story of a long-ago
pilgrim’s journey to reach a former temple, not too different from this one
here in Veilbury. Boasting three stone towers, a library, and gardens, this
lost temple appeared to have once been a bustling center of worship. But
the sea had eaten away the coastline, and the old temple had fallen into the
salty waves.
“What is it about these old books that you adore so much?”
I jumped at Seersha’s voice. “I just like imagining traveling to all these
sites.”
Seersha shook her head, the tasseled ends of her temple headpiece
shushing over the shoulders of her priestess robes. Her wide sleeves fell
back as she removed a slim scroll from the shelves at the end of the wall.
She was pretty—dark copper hair and haunting eyes—but her attitude
soured the effect.
“House Mother will put you in solitary again if you’re late for the herb
ceremony,” she said.
My heart leaped into my mouth and I stood, knocking the greenwood
chair to the flagstone floor. It landed with a bang that had the librarian
hurrying over with a glare that could melt all the ice around that lost sacred
well.
“Sorry, Librarian.” I gave a quick bow then rushed through the hall of
shelves and the scribes scratching parchment at their desks.
Hitching up the white acolyte robes that most traded for priestess robes
in the length of time I’d been here, I walked as quickly as I could out of the
library without openly running. Running was against the rules—as was
being late.
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