What had it been? It must have been almost 3000 years at least since she had last heard from the True Lord.
She occasionally heard from his wife, Ethry, but he was very busy most of the time. The chaos of the other races did not concern her as they could not harm the Temple of Souls.
Ever since the Celestial Fields were restored, the Divine Inheritance had restored all their defenses and power to an absurd level.
No one but the acolytes and the True Lord knew it was there but even if they did, none could reach them.
She now had violet robes marked with a gold stripe to show she had risen up in the ranks. As she moved down the moss covered stone passageway, she wondered why the True Lord had asked for her.
She felt a slight pang in her heart at the memory of her beloved. Hope had left a mark that would not heal and her cultivation had stopped entirely.
She turned a corner and found the meeting room opened to admit her.
