We stepped into the sanctum. In the center lay a naked, young woman, about my age, no more than twenty. She had green eyes and light-brown hair. She trembled, her small breasts jiggling. She licked her lips and gazed upon me.
My acolyte. She looked soft and pampered.
Seven other acolytes knelt around the room beneath tapestries depicting scenes of lesbian sex. My cheeks reddened. I had enjoyed women, my first crush was even with a woman, but I had rarely indulged in the acts displayed on the tapestries.
"I am Knight-Errant Angela of Deute, here to receive my Quest and the Blessing of the Virgin Goddess," I announced, my voice echoing through the halls.
At the far end, beneath the marble statue of Saphique, set a locked strongbox made of iron. The Quests were inside. One would be chosen by the goddess at random. I trembled, my heart beating faster.
My destiny and glory lay in that chest.
