The Goddess's Mercy

LUNA VESPERIA’S POV

The door slammed behind him. I stayed frozen, then sank to the floor, clutching at my skirts. His words burned in my head.

Barren. Leech. Stinking woman.

I pressed a hand to my empty stomach.

What if he was right? What if Tamsin and Myrna were right?

What if the Goddess had already turned her face from me?

“Vesper?” Gideon called out. Again.

I pulled the door open with shaky