The Fourth Ceremony: The Sacrifice Trilogy - Plot & Excerpts
Sac-ri-fice!” The crowd was chanting from below. She could feel their energy. It was palpable in the unseasonably warm March afternoon. She stood on her balcony with her face painted into a polite smile while the crowd cheered for her with abandon. She was their sacrifice, their savior. They would worship her right up until the day she died. And although she always knew what she was, what purpose she served to these people, it didn’t make their thrill for her impending death any easier to stomach. She was to die, and every person in the Empire would celebrate. The familiar ache started in her chest as she turned away from the celebration going on below her balcony. “Alessa,”she heard her mother’s voice,“come back inside, we need to speak.” Alessa collected her thoughts and turned slowly from the crowd to walk purposefully back into her bedroom. The rich white carpet was soft beneath her feet.
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