The Many Ramblings of K. A. Webb

The last thing Bree ever expected to receive was a message from Trey asking her to visit him at the Residence. It had been years since they had last seen each other, before he had started training to become a priest. Now he was the High Priest of Herne while she was well on her way to becoming the

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Orla wrapped an arm around her waist as she looked at the priest of Anubis who had led the winter solstice ritual. He wasn’t a true priest, but one of the many fake priests who had no connection to his deity, and for that reason she didn’t think he had the right to lead a ritual. Unfortunately there was nothing she could do about it. Artemis had told Orla, several times, that she needed to keep her head down and not draw attention to herself in order to keep herself safe. As the only person in her village who knew of the existance of North Square, and had some warning that change was coming soon, she had to be there for her people when they needed her.

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A candle provided the only light in the room. It was the morning of the winter solstice and Trey was awake well before sunrise. Most days he was awake well before sunrise, but for once he had a reason. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the new High Priestess of Persephone arrived at the Residence and he wanted to be the first person to meet her. Sighing, he put his quill down on the desk. Aisling was meant to be the right person, a true priestess who would do what needed to be done, but that didn’t stop him from worrying. Every time he thought of the change that was coming he knew that they needed strong people in the position of High Priest and High Priestess, but they didn’t seem to exist.

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Aisling hated talking about people when she knew they could hear her, but she needed to talk to Logan about Trey and he had brought the subject up first. She looked at the back of Trey's head, wondering what he was thinking, before looking back at Logan. There was something about him that she really didn't like. When she had some time to herself she'd work out what it was. Until then she had to push away that feeling so she could talk to him without the dislike she felt creeping into her voice.

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A candle provided the only light in the room. It was the morning of the winter solstice and Trey was awake well before sunrise. Most days he was awake well before sunrise, but for once he had a reason. He knew it wouldn't be long before the new High Priestess of Persephone arrived at the Residence and he wanted to be the first person to meet her. Sighing, he put his quill down on the desk. Aisling was meant to be the right person, a true priestess who would do what needed to be done, but that didn't stop him from worrying. Every time he thought of the change that was coming he knew that they needed strong people in the position of High Priest and High Priestess, but they didn't seem to exist.

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