As the three of them walked down the long stone corridor toward the main temple hall, the soft sound of their footsteps echoed faintly off the marble walls.
The air here smelled different—cleaner, perfumed faintly with wildflowers and incense.
Bright tapestries embroidered with celestial symbols lined the walls, and golden sconces glowed softly with magical light.
Evaya walked a step behind Kana and the High Priestess, arms folded across her chest. She didn't look angry—more confused and thoughtful.
Finally, after a beat of silence, she tilted her head slightly toward Kana and asked.
"How did you end up in the old inner sanctuary?"
Kana blinked.
"The… old inner sanctuary?"
Evaya gave her a sharp glance.
"That section hasn't been in use for decades. It's not even marked on any recent layout. Most don't even know it exists. And the ones who do… keep quiet."
She narrowed her eyes.
"That's not a place people find by accident."
Kana sucked in a sharp breath.
