Isadora ate breakfast with her Mother and grandmother, and her appetite was just as strong as ever. Once they were done, Isadora, Elizabeth, and Sister Qiona got in their carriage and made their way to the Temple of Life. Isadora was feeling a bit anxious.

  "Um, Mother, do you think Mother Doreth will tell me to get more of the sacred water? I don't want to be injected with anymore. I'm sure the st of the white stuff is out of my system. It must be," Isadora asked.

  Elizabeth sighed while Qiona giggled, "The talisman is going show that you've accepted the sacred liquid, and the church won't make you go through that again unless it's absolutely necessary Lady Isadora," Qiona said.

  "You're sure, Sister?" Isadora asked.

  "Yes, midy. We're not going to make a young woman like you go through the ordeal of a ritual like that unless there are no signs of your body accepting the liquid. And judging by your body, it looks like the Goddess's blessing has taken hold."

  Isadora was feeling uncomfortable. She was unhappy with the idea of her body having a physical change.

  'My body is not blessed! This is just a bad side effect of the water... But there's nothing I can do now. All I can do is wait and see what the talisman will say. Hopefully, it'll show that I've gotten the stupid blessing, and I don't have to deal with the church for a few months before they demand I get the water again.'

  It took an hour to arrive at the Temple of Life. The biggest temple throughout the nd sat atop a hill overlooking the kingdom. It was an imposing sight and a pce of reverence. The temple had many stories. Like the first Queen giving birth to the first baby girl. And the time when a Duchess got blessed with twins. There was the story where the High Priestess of the temple received a vision from the Goddess and found the sacred springs that gave the pnet Geledad its fertility for womenkind.

  There were hundreds of statues depicting the Goddess Risphina and her various roles and positions, from her role as a lover, a mother, a friend, a warrior, a sage, a ruler, and even a farmer. A statue of the Goddess stood tall, holding a rge sword in her left hand and a staff in her right. She had a beautiful smile, and her hair was blowing behind her. Her robes were billowing from the wind, and her breasts were exposed. Isadora thought the statue was a little inappropriate.

  'Why do we need to see the Goddess's breasts? I know it's supposed to signal that the Goddess is giving us her milk, but still, it's kind of vulgar.'

  Isadora didn't like the statue, and her mind immediately went back to her erotic dream. She remembered how the human male pleasured her, and she felt a familiar heat.

  'Not now! Why am I thinking about that strange woman again? Ugh, it's like the damn liquid is making me think dirty thoughts... Gah... There we go... It's fading.'

  Isadora looked around and saw dozens of priestesses walking around while noticing a long line of young commoners waiting to receive the sacred liquid. Isadora knew that commoners had no choice when the Kingdom's Church announced a mass injection. The nobles didn't have to go through the same doors as the commoners did.

  The carriage stopped abruptly, and a holy guard opened the door.

  "Thank you," Elizabeth said, exiting the carriage.

  Qiona and Isadora followed suit, and the three women entered the temple.

  "It's been so long since I've st been here. I'm surprised it's changed so much," Elizabeth remarked.

  "Yes, I can see why," Qiona said, observing the temple.

  Isadora wasn't paying attention as the three women walked up the marble stairs. Her mind was focused on the ritual and the possibility of her getting a second injection.

  'If there is a real goddess out there, I hope you're listening. If I get a second injection, I promise to destroy your religion. That's a promise.'

  Isadora steeled herself as they approached the giant double doors of the temple. Two guards were standing on either side of the door, and they opened them.

  Isadora was getting herself into a combative mindset and would have been ready for any situation. But her damn nipples were getting hard, and she was trying not to moan as the silk fabric was rubbing against her sensitive tits.

  'Damn, boobs! Stay soft!'

  Elizabeth was looking around and seeing a few of her friends from her social circle, and she finally could brag to them about her daughter getting her first blessing.

  'I'm sure they'll all be jealous... Hahahaha! Oh, what a joyous day!... Ugh!... I can't get ahead of myself... Isadora's odds of carrying the Goddess's first blessing is one out of a hundred. But I'll enjoy the possibility of her continuing the bloodline. At least until it's clear that she isn't pregnant anymore.'

  The trio arrived at the main chapel, where the altar was in the center of the room. Hundreds of statues and paintings of the Goddess lined the walls, and everyone could smell the funky smell from the Sacred Fertility Pit. It wasn't as rich of an odor as the sacred white liquid that Isadora found in the dungeon, but it was still strong.

  'Ugh, the smell. This pce reeks of the pit. Why did the church decide to put the pit inside the temple is beyond me. I know that the liquid is essential to our race's survival, but I would have preferred it be outside the temple. This smell is not something I want to smell every time I come here.'

  The three women were approaching the altar where the High Priestess was waiting.

  "Ah, Baroness Estragon and the lovely Lady Isadora... Welcome. I hope you are ready to receive the Goddess's gift," the High Priestess, Doreth, said as she pulled out a bigger divining rod that was five inches long.

  Isadora's heart skipped a beat and her breath hitched as she stared at the rod. She was nervous and excited, and she didn't know why.

  "Mother Doreth... Lady Isadora took the sacred water st night. She did it herself, and the Goddess's blessing has taken root," Sister Qiona said.

  "Oh, she was in possession of the sacred white liquid, you say?" Mother Doreth questioned as she stepped closer to Isadora while aiming the divining rod at her.

  "Yes, my dy. My daughter found some during her travels," Elizabeth said.

  "Interesting," Doreth said, staring into Isadora's red eyes. "Maybe we should administer some more just in—huh!?"

  Isadora moved so swiftly that Doreth couldn't react as the divining rod was taken from her.

  "I won't take any more sacred water. The st thing I need is a repeat of the ritual. So I won't be having any more," Isadora said sternly to the High Priestess.

  Doreth was fbbergasted, and Elizabeth was shocked.

  'She just stole the divining rod!? She's defiled it with her unholy hands!'

  Sister Qiona stepped in when she saw Mother Doreth's horrified face.

  "Mother Doreth... Lady Isadora is very adamant about doing things herself, and I witnessed and tested her to see the Goddess's blessing taking root... Please, use the holy talisman of Risphina and let it be determined if the Goddess has bestowed her blessing upon the noble dy."

  Doreth was still upset and angry at Isadora. "Fine. Sister Livia, please give me the talisman."

  "Of course, Mother," Livia said, handing Doreth the talisman.

  Doreth stared at the talisman and slowly brought it to Isadora's stomach. The moment the talisman touched her dress, the stone lit up and glowed with a brilliant golden light. Everyone gasped and looked on in amazement.

  "Well, it seems that the Goddess's blessing has taken root... Very well. You may leave, Lady Isadora. Congratutions, my dear. May you bear many healthy children."

  Isadora rolled her eyes at the church's creed as it was rare for a woman to have more than one child these days, and it was a saying from a bygone era. Luckily, Isadora wrangled in her emotions and kept her face neutral.

  "Thank you, High Priestess," Isadora said and tried handing back the divining rod to Mother Doreth.

  The High Priestess looked at the instrument with a bit of disgust as she thought the artifact was defiled.

  "I don't think I want that back, Lady Isadora... You can keep it."

  Isadora was confused and gnced back and forth between the rod and Doreth.

  'Uh, okay? She wants me to have this? I mean, I'm just going to throw it away once I get home, but whatever.'

  "Um, alright," Isadora said, slipping the rod in her purse.

  "Good, you may go now. Good luck, Lady Isadora. Your family will be proud."

  Isadora and Elizabeth bowed to the High Priestess, turned around, and left the chapel with Sister Qiona following them.

  'That went better than expected. It's over. I got the damn blessing, and I'll just have to wait a week before I'll return to my normal self. This is a relief. Oof! My stomach is growling again... Hmm... Roast pork seems good right now.'

  Elizabeth was very excited that Mother Doreth confirmed that the ritual had been successful and Isadora might give birth to a child. She's been waiting for years to brag about her daughter getting the blessing, and now the time has come.

  'Hahahaha! I can't believe it! This is the best day of my life! I can't wait to see the look on Lady Calypso's face when I tell her that my daughter has been blessed by the Goddess. She'll be green with envy, and I'll relish the moment she cries and falls to the floor. It will be a sight to see, and I will cherish that moment forever!' Elizabeth thought as a sinister smirk appeared on her face.

  When they exited the chapel, Isadora was greeted by dozens of priestesses.

  "Congratutions, midy!"

  "Blessed be your womb!"

  "May you give birth to a healthy child!"

  "Congratutions, midy. May you bear a daughter?"

  "Hail the Mother of Galedad."

  Isadora was annoyed by this type of attention and was about to tell them off, but her stomach growled so loudly that everyone heard it.

  "O-Oh," Isadora muttered.

  "Your body is hungry, dear. We should hurry home and have Miss Katrina prepare lunch," Elizabeth said.

  "Agreed, Baroness Estragon. Her body will need plenty of energy to help her keep the blessing," Sister Qiona said.

  Isadora was embarrassed and hurried past everyone while rubbing her stomach.

  'Ugh, why me? My stomach needs to be quiet... Gah, it's growling again!... Hmm, roast pork is sounding really good right now. Oh, and gravy too. With mashed potatoes and some roasted chicken, maybe.'

  The trio returned to their carriage, and Isadora thought about all the delicious food she could eat, which excited her. She was smiling and her stomach growled again.

  'Roast beef would be good too. And a big bowl of pasta. Oh, and some chocote cake. Yeah, that's what I want. And lots of it. Maybe a nice slice of apple pie. And a big helping of chocote pudding. With a nice tall gss of milk... HUH!? GAH! COME ON, ISADORA! GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF!'

  "Dear, are you alright? You're breathing heavily," Elizabeth asked.

  Isadora blushed and coughed.

  "Oh, no. I'm fine, mother. Just a bit tired from all the excitement."

  Elizabeth could see the look on her daughter's face. She was a bit red, her chest was heaving, and her cleavage was showing. She smirked and knew what we going through. It was a simir feeling she went through when her blessing gave her Isadora. She was fighting her cravings just like she did.

  'Haah... My daughter is just as stubborn as I was... But I'm surprised that she's already having cravings this early into the blessing... Interesting. Very interesting.'

  "W-Why are you staring at me like that, mother?" Isadora asked, feeling nervous under her mother's gaze.

  Elizabeth was snapped out of her thoughts.

  "Oh, nothing, dear. Just reminiscing about the time when I was going through my first blessing. It's a lot of fun," Elizabeth said with a smile.

  "It's fun? I don't see how," Isadora remarked.

  "Well, it makes food taste better, and I did enjoy my bosoms growing. The way my hips started to sway," Elizabeth said, putting a finger to her chin and giving a little smirk.

  Isadora's heart sped up, and her eyes widened.

  'Her bosom grew too, and her hips started to sway?'

  Elizabeth was chuckling when she saw her daughter's reaction.

  "Well... Not all of it was fun... The morning sickness was a bit annoying."

  Isadora looked at her mother with annoyance, and she was about to tell her to be quiet when her stomach growled again, and her face blushed red.

  "Dear, we'll be home soon, and Miss Katrina will make us lunch. We'll have some nice hot tea, too," Elizabeth said.

  "Yeah. Okay. That would be nice," Isadora muttered while rubbing her belly and looking out the carriage's window as it returned to their mansion.

  'I-It's just a few weeks of this at worst... Once I have a miscarriage and get back to normal, I'll just have to deal with this stupid blessing and not worry about any side effects... Fuck... My body is going through so much shit, and my brain is all over the pce. I can't focus on anything except food.'