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kilt, the same crimson she wore, was the only bright color in the temple, indeed, in the whole of Penutar. Until my dress . With damp palms, she smoothed the material over her hips with damp palms.
    As she approached the larger-than-life-size statue that drew the eyes of all who entered the temple, Pasinae couldn’t help but feel a clutch of fear in her stomach. She took deep breaths of the incense-laden air, trying to keep the emotion at bay. Fear would fuel the God just as readily as any energy she voluntarily gave Him.
    Ontarem had the distracted air He’d worn ever since His brother, Arvintor, had attacked Him. She didn’t like how the powerful God she’d thought all-knowing and invincible had proven to be no such thing. He’d withheld important information from the Trine, which, if the triplets had known, they’d have made different plans.
    And Kokam would still be alive. Pasinae tried to dampen a flare of resentment. She eyed the large statue of the God at the front of the temple, searching for clues to His mood.
    Trine Priestess , Ontarem greeted her. I war with My Brother.
    “The Brother you didn’t tell us about.” She worked to keep the criticism out of her tone. “We need to make a new plan to capture Princess Daria. You need her power now more than ever.”
    It is not for you to know the doings of Gods.
    She had to tread carefully, not sound argumentative. “Knowledge can help us better carry out Your will.”
    You must first apprehend the slaves before they give homage to Arvintor. Order more soldiers to the plain.
    “The slaves escaped by ship. You must unleash the dogs of the sea after them.”
    For the first time, He turned and looked at her . His eyes sparked blue flames. Ships dared to invade my territory without my permission?
    “Apparently, You were busy.” Her anger slipped out as sarcasm. Stupid , Pasinae scolded herself, bracing for the blow she knew would come.
    The statue of Ontarem waved His hand. A force like a giant smack struck Pasinae’s face and chest, knocking her back several feet. The stinging pain took her breath away, made tears leap to her eyes, and set her ears ringing. She blinked to clear her vision and struggled to breathe and contain her reaction.
    Nabric must return. I need a member of the Trine with me who is suitably respectful.
    “ We are no longer a Trine.” Sadness clogged her throat, and Pasinae had to swallow the feelings down.
    Yes, you are. Kokam’s power belongs to you and Nabric now. You will do my bidding.
    Shock at Ontarem’s lack of emotion over Kokam’s death made Pasinae speechless. He took us from our family…raised us to be His. How can He not care about the death of His own Trine Priest? Does He only care about our power?
    The God didn’t seem to notice her reaction. You will take his place guarding Yadarius. I want Nabric at my side.
    Jealously stabbed her. Now her brother, Nabric, would be the favored one. The last thing Pasinae wanted was to go live on the Triangle Islands. She could barely tolerate the seadogs when she sailed aboard one of their disguised vessels to and from Louat. Those people were boisterous, dirty, profane… She couldn’t imagine having to live among them. She opened her mouth to apologize, grovel if necessary, to avoid being sent to the Triangle Islands, but before she could, Ontarem spoke.
    Yadarius stirs.
    Pasinae held in a scream of frustration. Of course, with Ontarem having less power to constrain Him, Yadarius would struggle to awaken.
    The pain radiating through her body from the God’s punishment helped her come to a decision. Nabric could deal with Ontarem, and she’d take charge of the situation with Yadarius. She’d be better off away from Penutar until she purged her grief and resentment and could control her emotions and her tongue.
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    Thaddis woke from a nightmare, afraid Ontarem still gripped him. When he realized his mind remained free, overwhelming relief sped through him, and he let out a