Soar Into Ecstasy
Beautiful and headstrong priestess, Rheasan, is honor bound to fulfill the virgin sacrifice her temple offers to their Goddess. That sacrifice and her honor are placed in serious jeopardy when Elisaph, a glorious winged man, falls into her life. Despite conflicting obligations to enemy Goddesses, their mutual attraction is undeniable.
Yet their fiery passion seems destined to remain unquenched as Rheasan and Elisaph struggle with their growing love for one another and their obligation to their individual Goddesses. The jealous Goddess, Euphrosyn decides to test Elisaph's loyalty by putting Rheasan in harms way. Elisaph must then decide what is paramount; his newfound love of Rheasan or his love for his Goddess. His life and her future hang in the balance.
“Where am I, Rheasan?” Elisaph asked in a low careful voice, his posture rigid.
“My room,” she replied just as carefully, not quite meeting his eyes.
“I meant, where are your rooms located?”
“Oh, well just past the dining hall and several corridors from the servant’s entrance,” she replied, biting the corner of her lip.
“Do not test me, woman! What place is this you have brought me to?”
“The Woodland Temple,” she answered, her voice wavering.
“Of which God or Goddess?” He demanded.
“Teavana.” She murmured.
In a flash of wings and molten limbs, she was pinned forcefully against the wall, preventing any escape from his fury. Her fear and excitement was instantly fueled by his sudden violence.
“You brought me inside the temple of the Goddess Teavana?” He shoved her against the wall.
“Me, the anointed of Euphrsyn, inside the temple of another Goddess? Have you any idea what you’ve done?”
“I saved your life, which you seem not to appreciate.” She flared, a surge of anger burning up all fear. “You are hurting me. Release me. Now.” She tried to push him away, and was alarmed to see that, even in his weakened state, she moved him not at all.
“You do not command me, woman. No one commands me now, for I no longer have any honor. So as you have taken my honor, perhaps I shall take yours.”