Chapter 11: Blue Fire

The temple erupted. My mother's cry cut through all of it — "He's LYING, he was there, he saw—" and two guards had to hold her back. Ulric turned to the crowd with his arms spread, radiating wounded dignity. "Four thousand witnesses," he called. "Under the Moon herself. I know you hate me, niece. But you do not get to profane the Goddess to feed a grudge." He turned back to me and mouthed two words where only I could see. Thirteen years. He was going to walk out of this temple. He...