Soul Thief

Ardora kissed the hand of her beloved Flora, who promptly blushed and hid her face.

"Meara," Flora called softly to Ardora.

Meara was Ardora's human name.

"Don't weep. I can't stand when you weep, my dearest," Ardora whispered against Flora's skin.

Flora managed to smile since her father had been killed.

"You weep far more than I," Flora responded.

Despond and Athena would pay for this war.

But for then, Ardora kept Flora company. Soon, Ardora pressed her lips against Flora's and they lost each other in those silk sheets of Ardora's bed.

It felt natural that Ardora admit to Flora who she really was. The other Gods would be upset, but Ardora knew for certain this Flora was bright and beautiful and deserved the world.

"What have you done?" Despond hissed when Ardora arrived back at her domain.

"Leave my domain at once," Ardora said.

"You keep playing with these humans and you're bound to cause trouble."

"I have caused trouble?" Ardora shouted. "You took the lives of thousands of people! And for what? Some frivolous argument with Athena!"

"But I have never once told a human anything about myself, about us."

"Perhaps you should, Despond. We are to care for Edol's beings. You don't even care for yourself."

Ardora froze half of Despond's body in this disagreement. Irene had to heal him, would have scolded these two had she not felt upset for each of them.

Humans were pesky, but lovable.

Humans were also mortal.

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