Blessed Brow Novels & Stories

“They’re changing…” “The Moon Blessings…” “I’ve never seen marks like those…” The whispers reached my ears. They sounded far away. Everything around me was blurry except the leaders. Their chants got louder. Faster. More powerful. The High Priestess came forward carrying a silver bowl filled with shining water that reflected the moon even though the sun was shining brightly overhead. She put her fingers in the water. Touched my forehead. “The chosen queen has not only power " she said, her voice echoing across the grounds "but also the weight of every soul who seeks protection under her care.”

The moonlight glowed over them, a soft silver halo of blessing. Inside the hall, Loretta, Mariseth, and Rosa watched from afar, their eyes warm with pride. “She’s grown into everything we dreamed she’d be,” Loretta murmured. Mariseth nodded, emotion tightening her throat. “And more… she’s healed more than she knows.” Rosa smiled. “The goddess truly favored our children.” The three women lifted their goblets and clinked them gently together. “To love,” Mariseth whispered. “To peace,” said Loretta.

The crowd turned to her, doubt flickering in their eyes. "Yeah, Mara, don’t lower yourself to begging this shady seller. Take your money back. You could easily adopt a child, and you wouldn’t even have to go through childbirth." Mara’s expression shifted. She bit down on her lip, then, with trembling hands, held out a cloth bundle. "No, only Rainie’s fortune cookies can help me. I heard whatever you use for it determines what kind of child you’ll have. This… this is my late husband’s hair. I just want to give birth to Zane’s child."

Bennett whipped around, his glare sharp as a snake's. "Harriet! You betrayed me!" I met his gaze without flinching. "Being a talented woman doesn't mean you're up for grabs, Bennett. Not for you to use as a stepping stone." He was escorted out, leaving a heavy silence behind. Sophia clutched my hand, her voice shaky. "Harriet, I can't thank you enough." "Don't mention it," I replied. "Just remember, if a man from our circles seems too good to be true, question whether he deserves to be by your side."

"Yes, very good. Now we will start their departure." The brethren stepped forward with a gold bowl of water, as the priest spoke words of Latin. "Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord. - And let perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace. Amen." He dipped his fingers into the bowl of water, starting with the king as he caressed the bridge of his nose, eyes, lips and forehead. Next it was Senya's mother's turn to be blessed for departure. He repeated the same as he did prior, he dipped his fingers into the holy water

You have been a high-quality assist to me queen tashiba and for that am going to bless you will what you have been looking for. You have a exceptional heart and humans like you do now not want to suffer, am going to grant your request. During the 5 arrivals festival coming up you will be bless with a toddler and that child will not be regular, for that toddler will come of magnificent power and you shall be continuously grateful..

The gold eyes searched the crowd, and I knew they were searching for me. “Step forward My Son, the voice encouraged,”. Those eyes penetrating deep within me. I pulled the hood I was hiding in, up over my head, letting it fall to my shoulders. The crowd gasped, I walked to the floating Rector with the eyes that matched mine for the moment and bowed. “Tau Kou ye lay lee” "I give you my blessing," “To govern these lands, to protect your people, to spill blood, when it’s necessary, and talk of peace when the time comes

I have seen it before and probably I am going to see it in the future too, but I don't think the way I am getting nervous right now will ever happen again. An Elder—one of the oldest among them—stepped forward, his silver hair flowing like silk. In his hands he carried a polished silver bowl filled with water drawn from the Lake of Elarion itself. Reverently, he dipped his fingers into it and sprinkled a few drops at our feet. “A blessing,” he said in a voice like rustling leaves, “for unity, for strength, for an unbreakable bond. A blessing for a happy, prosperous and lovely life ahead.””

’ Smiling, the priestess continued as she recited the blessing. “Blessed be your breath; may you breathe deep as you take in power. Blessed be your eyes as they look to the future and the skies. Blessed be your ears as you listen to the world around you and the moon goddess to guide you. Blessed be your tongue as you speak only truth and taste only the sweetness of life. Blessed be your hands as you grasp what the world and moon goddess provide. Blessed be your feet as they carry you through this world and the next.” Stepping back, Imogen handed the infant to Emmeline who held her close.

Sethlzaar understood the nervousness all too well. Omage covered all strides, as was required. In the end his face showed obvious signs of relief. They called this the test of the blessed, but clearly, being blessed was not enough to qualify. The test seemed to declare that only the best of the blessed would qualify. A blessed who cannot qualify is as unnecessary to them as an unblessed.