As Azel sat back, the delicate porcelain cup warm in his hands as he drank from the liquid for the sake of power.
Sitting right next to him, the Goddess of Light maintained a perfect composure that was expected of her position as a higher entity — or at least she tried to.
She was trying really hard to.
Her serene smile and dignified posture might have fooled most men, but inside, she was blushing furiously.
MHe's actually drinking it,m she thought, the corners of her lips twitching ever so slightly.
She wasnt even supposed to be thinking this way about a regular human, she was a goddess after all, not just any goddess too, the goddess of light.
A goddess revered by the world, there were statues of her, and people respected her fit wss truly special and compared to that he was just a youngster known as the prodigy by the Empire.
But that aside…
She hadn't expected him to down the first cup so quickly.
In truth, she'd been debating for hours whether to invite him at all.
