Thalina shifted impatiently, drumming her fingers against her thigh as she waited.
The temple was eerily quiet, the faint murmur of distant prayers barely audible through the thick stone walls.
Just as she was about to let out a sigh, a young temple worker appeared at the entrance, bowing slightly.
"The priests are ready to see you," he announced.
Excitement sparked in her chest as she quickly followed him, her steps light. Finally, her reward!
She imagined a grand hall filled with priests, perhaps some kind of ceremony—something dramatic, something worthy of the effort she put into that competition.
But when she stepped inside, her excitement dimmed.
A large curtain stretched across the room, obscuring whatever lay beyond. No line of priests. No grand ceremony. Just… a barrier of thick, dark fabric.
Thalina frowned. "Uh…"
Before she could turn back to ask the worker what was happening, the heavy wooden door slammed shut behind her.
