Belle chewed on her lower lip as she stood before the woman, twisting her fingers in nerves and looking down at her toes. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Trying again, she managed, “… hello?”
Goodness,
she seemed more nervous than Hestia was—deciding the other was no threat, the goddess
assumed a kinder demeanor. “Hello… sorry
if I was staring.”
Belle clasped her hands behind her back and rocked on her heels, “I was supposed to find something useful to do…” she trailed off.
The young Egyptian girl had been raised in the temples. She had dedicated herself to the temples rather than marry. She kept her eyes on the ground, eye contact was too difficult and it was safer to avoid anyway.
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