Chapter 11: Princeling, Part 6

He looked back after a moment, and the High Priest smiled at him in greeting and motioned him forward, though his other hand did not leave where it rested at the small of Telmé's back. "Hail, Princeling. It's good to see you up and about. Come inside and we'll make introductions and get you fed. I would imagine that if you're not feeling hungry now, you will be shortly. My name is Korin."

"An honor to meet you, High Priest," Raffé replied and followed them into the temple.

It was warm inside, surprisingly so, but then Raffé recalled that the oldest temples had magic in the very stones that assisted with such things. It was beautiful, candlelight reflecting and gleaming off the white stone walls, displaying the colorful prayer tapestries that hung along them from one end to the other.