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00:00In five years of our divine union, every time my husband left Olympus to be with his mortal
00:06first love, he would dedicate a marble temple in my name. This time, he smiled as he signed
00:13the deed for the 100th sanctuary, promising to take me to see a meteor shower upon his return.
00:20But I didn't tell him. The parchment he just signed wasn't a temple deed. It was the decree
00:27of severance woven by the fates, our divine divorce decree. In the grand hall, my husband
00:34Ariston's golden eyes remained fixed on the magical waters. The scrying pool was broadcasting
00:40visions of his mortal first love, Calliope, returning from across the Aegean Sea. He didn't
00:47look away, even as he took the temple deed I handed him and casually signed it with his
00:52divine essence. The sanctuary by the Aegean Sea was a domain that no amount of mortal gold
00:58or divine favors could buy. Yet, it held no importance in Ariston's heart. Just like me
01:06equally worthless to this high god. The vision in the pool faded, and Ariston, now in high
01:13spirits, twirled the golden quill in his hand. He handed the parchment back to me and teased.
01:21I've transferred 100 sanctuaries to you by now, haven't I? You're quite the wealthy
01:26little goddess. I stood before him, offering a simple nod. The sanctuary by the Aegeanian
01:33has a beautiful sea view. I like it very much. In our five years of marriage, he abandoned me
01:40countless times to keep his mortal love company. Eventually, it became a routine. He would actively
01:47hand me a temple rite before leaving to find Calliope. From the first one, all the way to
01:53the 99th. Back then, Ariston had pursued me across the realms, and I rejected him 99 times.
02:01For the sake of fairness, I made a silent vow. Since I rejected him 99 times before marriage,
02:09I would forgive him exactly 99 times after. But now, the count is exactly 100. Ariston,
02:17after today, I will never have to forgive you again.
02:23Thinking of this, a peaceful smile touched my lips. Caught off guard by my reaction, Ariston froze,
02:30then guiltily averted his gaze. He offered. Wait for my return. I'll take you to see the
02:38meteor shower. In the past, even a shred of such softness would have fueled my delusional
02:43hope of winning him back. I would have wept, begged at his feet, and ultimately drowned in despair.
02:51Because Ariston would always pry my clinging fingers open one by one, dropping a single,
02:56icy word as he walked away. Madwoman. Fortunately, I had already played the
03:02madwoman 99 times, and my quota of 100 was finally full. There was no longer any need to
03:08sustain this pathetic self-deception. Because, slipped between the stacks of property scrolls
03:13I had just handed him, I had secretly tucked the decree of severance. In 30 days, we would become
03:19absolute strangers. For the past five days, the whispering winds of Zephyrus had been carrying
03:25endless tailies of my husband's romantic escapades. By day, he and Calliope fed the sacred doves in the
03:31squares of Athens. By night, they watched the celestial barges from the apex of the Sun Temple.
03:37As for the promise he made to me, it had likely vanished from his mind the moment he stepped out
03:42of my sanctuary. Suddenly, a stray gust of wind swept into the silent hall, carrying a desperate
03:50whisper from Ariston's attendant. My lady, please don't forget the meteor shower at the promontile
03:56of Eros at the eighth hour. If I fail to ensure your arrival, Lord Ariston will cast me into the
04:03abyss of Tartarus. In the five years I'd been married to Ariston, this attendant was the only soul who ever
04:10called me my lady. Aside from Queen Hera, he was the soul keeper of our secret union. Not wanting to
04:17condemn the loyal servant, I agreed. But as I summoned my pegasus-drawn chariot and set off for
04:23the promontory, a wave of bitter nostalgia washed over me. Five years ago, right after we were first
04:29bound, Ariston had prepared a secret meteor shower for me and back then, it was this exact attendant
04:35who had quietly tipped me off. Now, five years later, retracing the exact same path to the same
04:41sacred cliff. My heart, however, was a barren wasteland. By the time I reached the promontory,
04:48the cliffs were swarming. Nymphs, satyrs, and mortals jostled for space. Even the divine scribes of
04:55Mount Helicon hovered in the air, golden scrolls at the ready. Glancing at the constellations,
05:03I saw it was nearly the eighth hour. A voice cut through the crowd. The celestial shower is about
05:10to begin! Lord Aras summoned this spectacle for his lady. We're just lucky enough to witness it.
05:17I froze. In Olympus, Ariston had always maintained the facade of an unbound god. The lady they were
05:23praising certainly wasn't me. It could only be her. I knew the best vantage point for the falling stars
05:29was the northernmost peak of the promontory. Since the fates had brought me this far,
05:34I would witness this farce to the end. But the throng was overwhelmingly dense.
05:39Swept up in a sea of nymphs and mortals, I was shoved relentlessly toward the very front of the
05:44sacred steps. And there, I finally saw Ariston. He stood at the altar's edge, holding Calliope tightly
05:51against his chest. Above them, meteors began to ignite one after another, tearing across the night sky
05:58in a blinding display of divine fire. I listened to the deafening roar of shattering stars ringing
06:03in my ears. Yet, piercing through the clamor of the boiling crowd in the burning heavens,
06:09I heard Ariston's heartfelt confession to Calliope. A divine scribe thrust a glowing scroll before
06:14Calliope, asking, My lady, what is your answer? Ariston gently grasped her shoulders, his golden eyes
06:22brimming with breathless anticipation. Calliope shyly rested her fingers on the scroll. She had
06:28just parted her lips to speak, when Ariston's gaze shifted, and his eyes slammed violently into mine.
06:36Ariston froze. The name slipped from his lips like a breathless gasp.
06:42Ellora.
06:43In that instant, the promontory of Eros fell deathly silent. Even the deafening roar of the burning
06:49stars seemed to muffle into nothingness. All eyes shifted from the celestial spectacle to me the
06:55solitary goddess he was staring at. Calliope's smile faltered. She looked at me, her brow furrowing
07:02slightly, and asked him, Who is this? Ariston's golden eyes darted in panic, scrambling for a lie
07:09that would appease his mortal lover without incurring Hera's wrath. I offered a flawless, hollow smile,
07:14meeting the gaze of the crowd. My name is Ellora, and I am Lord Ariston's. Ariston took a panicked step
07:22forward to silence me, but the word that dropped from my lips was, Cousin. As the lie hung in the
07:29air,
07:29my nails, which had been digging painfully into my palms, slowly relaxed. Queen Harry sent me to see
07:36if my future sister-in-law is truly as beautiful as they say. Pardon my intrusion. A visible wave of
07:44relief washed over Ariston's face, and he offered me a deeply satisfied nod. He had never wanted to
07:50acknowledge me publicly. The crisis averted. The celestial shower resumed its glory, and the crowd
07:56turned their backs on me. A sudden, torrential deluge crashed down upon the promontory. Ariston panicked.
08:05He ruthlessly shoved his way through the crowd of immortals. Make way! Calliapa is a fragile
08:11moral! She cannot endure the celestial storm! He hastily stripped off his divine cloak, wrapping it
08:18tightly around her as he desperately hurried her into his golden chariot. He didn't look back once,
08:23leaving me entirely abandoned on the sacrificial steps. The rain of the gods was biting, piercing my
08:29skin like ice and needles, yet I felt no chill. Returning to our grand sanctuary, I stepped into
08:35the thermal springs of Hephaestus to wash away the lingering dampness. When I emerged, Ariston was
08:41waiting in the main hall. He hesitated, a flicker of guilt in his eyes, before offering an absurd word
08:47of gratitude. Thank you for saving me from that scandal tonight. Our union is bounded after all. If you had
08:56exposed the truth there, the shock would have completely broken Calliaba. He then tossed me another empty vow.
09:04Soon, I will find the right time to announce our marriage to the Pantheon. I looked at him, feeling
09:11absolutely nothing. I didn't bother reminding him that soon, there would be nothing left to announce. Our
09:16marriage was drawing its final breath. It was far better to let it rot in the dark, as if it
09:21had never
09:22existed at all. That would be the truest mercy for us both. Almost as an afterthought, he put on a
09:30mask of
09:31husbandly concern. By the way, what brought you to the Promeththill tonight? I let a faint smile touch my
09:40lips, staring at him in a prolonged, deafening silence. Only when his golden eyes began to shift guiltily did I
09:46finally answer. Your attendant sprite delivered your invitation. The realization struck him like a
09:54physical blow. The meteor shower was the very spectacle he had promised to me. Yet, utterly
09:59blinded by his infatuation with Calliope, he had wiped the vow entirely from his mind.
10:05I'm sorry, Alara. Next week… No, next week won't work, I have divine duties in Therga. Next moon…
10:13I promise. I will make it up to you. I offered a noncommittal shake of my head. We'll see.
10:21Mistaking my apathy for obedience, Ariston breathed a sigh of relief and drew me into his arms.
10:27Never before had the embrace of a sun god felt so suffocatingly cold. He departed for Thrace the
10:33following dawn, just as he claimed. Except, he didn't go alone. Calliope rode beside him in his golden
10:40chariot. Between his so-called divine duties, they wandered through the forgotten vaults of ancient
10:45titans. They even dined in the glimey, smoke-filled mortal taverns along the fishing port's places he
10:51had vehemently refused to step foot in with me. For a high god to consume the meagle scripts of
10:57mortals is an insult to my divinity. He had once sneered at me. Yet, before Calliope,
11:03Ariston possessed no divinity, no pride. He willingly stripped himself of his godhood,
11:09reducing himself to a mortal fool desperately in love with his muse.
11:14Three days left on the countdown. Ariston finally returned to Olympus. During the two weeks he was
11:21away in Thrace, I hadn't summoned him through the ethereal winds even once. Standing in the center of
11:27our spotless marble sanctuary, he seemed to suddenly realize the silent labor I had poured into our
11:32five-year union. He sighed softly. My sweet Alara, you've worked so hard.
11:38It had been countless cycles of the moon. I couldn't even remember the last time he had uttered those
11:43affectionate words. I was planning to conjure the celestial fire for you the day after tomorrow,
11:49but Zeus has commanded silence in the heavens recently. It was a flimsy lie I could see right
11:54through him. He simply didn't want to grant me the meteor shower anymore. Calliope must have wept,
12:00or demanded that the spectacle remain uniquely hers. Forget it then, I replied, my voice perfectly flat.
12:07Ariston froze. He studied my face, searching for a trace of the storm he expected.
12:14You… you truly don't mind? Had this been the past, I would have unleashed the wrath of a mad fury.
12:20I would have screamed, cursing him for shattering the sacred vows he swore upon the river Styx.
12:26But now, his empty promises held no weight in my heart. They are just falling rocks of light.
12:34It matters little if I see them or not. The silence between us stretched out,
12:39heavy and uncomfortable. Finally, Ariston spoke again, eager to placate me.
12:44Then, the day after tomorrow, I shall accompany you to the Aegean sanctuary.
12:51I've heard the mortals will set luminous lotus adrift on the waters that night.
12:57The view from your new temple will be breathtaking.
13:03I glanced at the celestial calendar etched in the stars. It showed that the day after tomorrow was
13:09the festival of Hera, the sacred day of eternal devotion. On such a sacred night, would he truly
13:15come to see me? He was merely placating me. Are you certain? I asked smoothly. Won't Calliope need
13:23your company on that day? Ariston's expression stiffened for a second. Then, he offered,
13:28I've devoted enough time to her lately. It is only right that I spend the festival with my immortal
13:34wife. He couldn't meet my eyes. His golden gaze shifted away, unable to bear the weight of his own
13:40lie. I didn't pierce his fragile illusion. I simply nodded, playing my part in this final act of our
13:46tragedy. Fitting, really. The day celebrating eternal love would be the exact day our soul bond shattered
13:53into dust. Quite a memorable anniversary. The countdown dropped to one single day.
13:58For the past two suns, Ariston hadn't shown his face in my sanctuary at all. He remained glued to
14:04Calliope's side, likely soothing the endless insecurities of her mortal heart. Yet, strangely,
14:11every night he would send his voice riding on the evening zephyrs, sharing mundane fragments of his
14:16day with me. Idle gossip from the Olympian courts, a stray pegasus foal he spotted in the clouds,
14:22or a foolish riddle posed by the Sphinx. For a fleeting moment, we sounded like a normal couple
14:27living apart, exchanging the boring, intimate trifles of daily life. Yet, in five years of our
14:34divine marriage, Ariston had never once shared his life with me like this. I didn't understand why he
14:39was suddenly trying to play the devoted husband now. And frankly, I no longer cared to find out.
14:47For the past three days, I carefully packed away my few personal relics, sending them secretly to
14:53the eternal winters of Hypergorea. At the same time, I commanded the high priests to unlock the
14:59heavy doors of all 100 temples bearing my name, offering them freely as sanctuaries for mortal
15:04wanderers. Such a massive shift in my divine properties eventually caught his attention.
15:09That evening, his voice resonated through the temple pillars, laced with confusion.
15:15My wind sprites report that you are moving your artifacts?
15:19I answered with effortless nonchalance. Yes.
15:24Didn't you promise to take me to the Aegean sanctuary? I planned to stay there. Ariston
15:31hesitated, then offered a conspiratorial whisper. If we retreat to the Aegean coast to summon the
15:37celestial fire, it shouldn't draw the wrath of Zeus. I shook my head, a dark, mocking amusement in my
15:45voice. Don't bother. You wouldn't want to risk a thunderbolt on my account. Believing my lie,
15:52the god visibly relaxed. Then tomorrow night, wait for me at the Aegean sanctuary.
16:00I murmured a soft sound of agreement, just as a glowing rune flared to life upon my wrist.
16:05Passage aboard the north wind secured. Ariston, as if pricked by a sudden, inexplicable dread,
16:12repeated sharply. You must wait for me, Alara. I gave him exactly what he wanted to hear.
16:18I will. But when the next night fell, he did not appear. His messenger sprite bowed apologetically,
16:25claiming Lord Ariston had been summoned by the Divine Council and would be delayed. Yet, the scrying
16:30pool in my hall revealed a far different truth. Calliope was standing on a sacred ferry, setting
16:36glowing lotuses adrift upon the water. With Ariston's arms wrapped protectively around her. I turned my
16:42back on the pool and checked the stars. Four hours remained until my skyship set sail. And the decree of
16:49severance would bind the fates in exactly two hours. It seemed I wouldn't have the chance to deliver the
16:54final verdict to him in person. Three hours remained. I stood upon the balcony of the Grand
17:02Sanctuary Ariston had given me. Gazing at the mortal river winding beyond the marble columns. Luminous
17:08lotuses drifted down the current toward the sea. I wondered idly which one he had set adrift with
17:13Calliope. Thinking of the desperate, heavy promise he had made to me yesterday, a cynical laugh escaped my
17:19lips. If he knew this was the absolute last time I would ever wait for him. Would he shatter the
17:25heavens to reach me in time? I turned back to the inner chamber, my eyes falling on the solitary
17:30enchanted chest resting on the floor. I was taking so little with me. In a sanctuary built entirely out
17:36of hollow apologies, nothing truly belonged to me. This sprawling estate was merely the price he paid
17:42for breaking my heart for the hundredth time. It felt deeply poetic to begin my exodus from here.
17:48Two hours remained. The High Priestess of Themis transmitted a thought through the divine ether.
17:54Congratulations Goddess Ellara. The severance is absolute. May you revel in your new found freedom.
18:08A sacred dove is in route with the sealed decree.
18:15One hour remained. The white dove arrived, dropping the parchment into my hands. With that,
18:21my five year divine union was irrevocably, entirely dead. I picked up my solitary chest and walked out of
18:28the sanctuary. The ethereal pathways leading to the skyport were choked with a tangle of divine beasts and
18:36pegasus carriages. Slowing our pace to a crawl. Sitting quietly in my carriage, as if guided by some
18:45cruel joke of the fates, I turned my head just in time to see him. Ariston, he was steering his
18:51golden
18:51chariot furiously in the opposite direction, racing toward the Aegean coast. I lowered my eyes, letting
18:58the cold truth settle in my chest. This fleeting brush of our paths was our final goodbye. But then,
19:05inexplicably, Ariston violently reigned in his divine steeds. He brought his chariot to a jarring halt right
19:12in the middle of the celestial stream, and his eyes snapped toward my carriage. At first, I thought my
19:18tired mind was playing tricks on me. But I steadied my breath, staring back through the magical barrier,
19:25and confirmed the impossible. He had truly stopped his chariot, right in the middle of the crowded ethereal
19:32pathway. Without a moment's hesitation, he abandoned the golden reins, stepped out into the chaotic divine
19:39traffic, and strode directly toward me. He slammed his palms against the magical barrier of my skycarriage,
19:49his mouth moving frantically as he shouted something. But the warding spells were absolute. I couldn't hear
19:56a single syllable. The centaur driver looked bewildered. My lady, should I lower the wards?
20:03It's exceedingly dangerous for him to stand on the sky paths like this. I shook my head, my face entirely
20:09expressionless. No need. Drive on and ignore him. Ariston pounded relentlessly on the barrier. Divine
20:17sparks flying with every violent strike. But I never once spared him a glance. This pathetic farce
20:24continued until he was forcibly dragged away by the harpy wardens regulating the celestial flow.
20:30Only then did the chaos subside. Only when he was obscured by the tangle of divine beasts and chariots
20:36did I finally allow my gaze to fall upon his retreating figure. Through the curtain of the divine rain,
20:42the sheer panic on his face was unmistakably vivid. So, he was capable of being that desperate for me after
20:49all. But I already gave you your chances, Ariston. You were the one who squandered them.
20:57The celestial congestion soon cleared, and we resumed our journey. I arrived at the skyport of Boreas with
21:05time to spare. But to my surprise, I was intercepted by the Wend sprites at the boarding gates.
21:12I apologize, goddess. Your skyship has been grounded due to anomalous ethereal storms.
21:19Please select another vessel, or reclaim your tribute. I glanced up. The silver moon of Artemis hung
21:26pristine in the night sky, without a single cloud to mar its brilliance. Must a skyship wait for the
21:33literal Radweth of Zeus to set sail now? I asked. The sprite offered a stiff, rehearsed bow,
21:40replying with practiced attachment. Forgive me, goddess. We merely follow the absolute decree handed
21:47down to us. We are powerless to defy it. I had no desire to punish a lowly sprite for orders
21:54beyond
21:54its control. So I nodded. Very well. Then reschedule my passage.
22:02I checked the celestial manifest. All passages to Hyperborea had been sealed. The only remaining
22:08vessel was the chariot of dawn. Departing at the seventh hour of the morrow. The night was deep,
22:14and retreating to the mortal realm would be tedious. I requested a quiet alcove within the port to rest
22:20until sunrise. The arrangements were unervingly smooth. The port spirits escorted me to an opulent
22:26lotus pavilion, bowing with a reverence that bordered on suspicion. A cold unease crept into my heart.
22:32Yet, when questioned, they merely repeated. A humble offering, goddess. To atone for the
22:39disruption of your ethereal journey. I had no choice but to feign acceptance. But the moment
22:46Ariston materialized at the pavilion's archway panting as if he had sprinted. Across the realms
22:51on Hermes' winged sandals. Everything clicked. The grounded ships, the sealed passages. The opulent
22:58pavilion. It was all his orchestration. He stood before me, struggling to force the corners of his
23:05mouth upward. Terrified that a sudden movement might shatter the fragile air between us, he managed
23:10only a cautious, trembling curve. Alara. His voice broke slightly. Didn't we agree to meet at the
23:18Agenian tonight? Why are you leaving Olympus? I hadn't seen him tread this lightly around me in an
23:25eternity. If I dug deep into the ashes of my memory, perhaps there was a time. But it required
23:31rewinding through centuries of neglect. Back to the very first of his 100 vows. The first time he
23:37confessed his devotion, he was just this tentative. Every fleeting glance, every careful gesture was
23:43designed to gauge my reaction. As if my feelings truly mattered to him.
23:51I let the facade drop, meeting Ariston's growing panic with eyes like dead water. Our soul bond is
23:58severed. Why wouldn't I leave Olympus? You should go to Calliopa. She has waited for you for for so
24:10many fleeting munal years. And now you belong to her completely. The high god and his mortal muse.
24:18You are finally free to be happy. But Ariston froze, completely deaf to the mention of Calliope's name.
24:25He looked at me in pure, raw confusion. What severance? When did our union end?
24:32I tossed my copy of the decree of severance onto the table between us.
24:36I left your parchment at the Agideon Sanctuary.
24:43He stared at the document, his hands trembling as he shook his head frantically.
24:48His face was contorted with disbelief.
24:58How can we be severed? I never said I wanted to break our vows!
25:03A dry, hollow laugh escaped my lips. The sheer, absurd irony of it all was suffocating.
25:13You didn't need to say it at Ariston. Your actions carved it into stone.
25:24A union light like ours. If we don't end it, what's the point of letting it rot?
25:31But Ariston just kept shaking his head, rejecting reality. He suddenly lunged forward, grabbing my
25:38shoulders. No, I never agreed to this. This is a trick! Some dark illusion of circus you bought to
25:45punish me, isn't it? It doesn't count! It can't count! We are not severed!
25:50Listening to his voice crack and spiral into hysteria, I realized the almighty god of wealth
25:56had been reduced to a raving lunatic.
25:59Ariston. I called out his name softly. A desperate flicker of hope ignited in his golden eyes,
26:05as if he expected me to take it all back. But I merely looked at him with a faint,
26:10mocking smile. Look at yourself, Ariston. Who is the mad one now? The desperate hope froze and
26:19shattered on Ariston's face. Stripped of my devotion, he had lost his armor. With every
26:25cold word I spoke, I drove a cursed spear directly into his heart. I asked softly,
26:32Tell me, Ariston. Between the god standing here now, and the goddess who once begged at your feet,
26:42who truly looks like the madman? Ariston opened his mouth, the golden light in his eyes flickering
26:48and dying. He had no answer for me. Forgive me. I was blind, Alara. The fault is entirely mine.
27:02I just... I just... I just... I just... He stammered the phrase three times, desperately searching for a
27:08divine excuse for his endless betrayals. But the words died in his throat. Defeated, he simply lowered
27:15his head in suffocating silence. He knew any excuse would be utterly futile. His neglect, his chilling
27:21apathy, his reckless arrogance, they were the poisonous roots of where we stood today.
27:26Forget it, Ariston. Looking at his broken figure, I realized he seemed utterly exhausted too.
27:33We are on unbound now.
27:38Let us just release each other.
27:43Isn't that the truest mercy? No divine law states, Ode, a god can only love one person.
27:50I simply refused to endure a tainted union. I looked into Ariston's eyes and saw the mist gathering.
27:57A thousand desperate pleas hovering on his lips. Trapped by his own guilt. I had always thought his
28:03golden eyes were beautiful. They were so expressive. A single, soulful look could lay his heart bare.
28:09I was once utterly captivated by those eyes. Yet, it was those exact same eyes that had calmly watched me
28:16break. Telling me time and time again that I meant nothing to him. Let us end it here. May we
28:23both find peace.
28:26An hour later, I was back aboard the sky ship destined for Hyperborea. Ariston didn't obstruct me
28:33this time. Instead, he personally commanded the sky currents to ensure my safe voyage. I knew he was
28:40the unseen hand behind it all. Once he finally gave the command to let me go, the heavens parted for
28:47me without resistance. He walked me to the precipice of the port. Standing before the gateway of the
28:53wines, Ariston hesitated, his immortal frame trembling slightly. Finally, the moment I surrendered my glowing
29:00rune to the wind pilot and stepped through the threshold. His voice cracked through the gale.
29:05Elara, is there truly no chance left for us? I didn't break my stride. That silence was the clearest,
29:17most merciless answer I could give him.
29:21The passage from Olympus to Hyperborea was swift, carried across the sky by the biting northern gales.
29:28I had never set foot in the northern lands before. The air held a sharper chill than I had imagined.
29:33I sought out the humble mortal in I had arranged. I desired no grand luxury sanctuaries. I yearned
29:40only for the messy, vibrant warmth of mortal life. Hyperborea did not disappoint. The mortal
29:46landlady greeted me with genuine warmth. You arrive long after the sun has set.
29:52Did the journey trouble you? I shook my head, a true smile forming.
29:57The storms have passed. It's all sorted out now.
30:02Praise the gods. A young nymph like you out on her own. My hearth is yours if you need anything.
30:10I nodded, deeply moved by this simple mortal kindness. She asked if I had eaten and directed
30:16me to a few nearby taverns that she swore were excellent. I had originally planned to start mapping
30:21out my new life in Hyperborea immediately. But stepping into the cool night. I decided to
30:27simply let myself breathe. For five centuries, I had walked on eggshells for Ariston. Suffocating my
30:33own spirit in terror of bringing him any negative prayers or rumors. Tonight, I was merely myself.
30:40Finally, absolutely free. Following the landlady's path, I found a dimly lit tavern,
30:46quiet and fragrant with wood smoke. It was peaceful here in the evening, offering simple,
30:51hearty mortal fare. I ordered a plate of crisp fried river catch and a cup of heavily watered mead.
30:57Taking a seat at the worn wooden counter, I lost myself in the house bard's melancholic lament of
31:03Echo's unrequited love. Behind the counter, the bartender was polishing a rustic wooden goblet.
31:09Just as he slid my nearly alcohol-free drink toward me, his hand paused, pulling the cup back slightly.
31:17A lone goddess drinking in the shadows is an invitation for trouble, he murmured.
31:24I smiled, eyeing the pale liquid that looked weaker than morning dew.
31:29There isn't half a drop of true wine in this. Spare me the concern and hand it over.
31:34The demigod raised an eyebrow but eventually surrendered the wooden goblet. I took a sip.
31:39It bloomed with a rich, deceptive sweetness, masking any trace of spirits. But as the sweetness faded,
31:45a sharp, biting sourness clawed up my throat so sour it tasted of regret. I grimaced.
31:52By the gods, what on earth did you serve me? He unrolled a worn parchment menu to its very bottom,
31:58tapping a single line. You asked for the mildest brew.
32:01It's called Tears of Letter. I pushed the cup away in disdain.
32:06With theatrical schwos-like like this, no wonder your tavern lacks worshippers. For a demigod
32:13descended from Dionysus and the owner of this very tavern his brewing skills were tragically ironic.
32:18He offered a charmingly crooked smile. A cruel strike to my divine pride goddess.
32:24With the tavern nearly empty, I struck up a conversation with him, asking if there were
32:29any sacred groves or frozen falls worth visiting. He noted that while Hyperborea's sights were
32:34breathtaking, traversing them required a private chariot. The wild pegasus herds here were notoriously
32:40hard to catch. A sigh of mild frustration escaped me. Securing a centaur guide at this hour was nearly
32:47impossible. Thus, with the harvest festival drawing every available beast of burden to the temples,
32:53renting a mount would be a Herculean task. Seeing my dilemma, he leaned against the counter and sighed
32:59softly. Very well. I will guide you tomorrow. I looked up, surprised. What about your tavern?
33:09Didn't you just decree that I have no worshippers? I might as well earn a few golden drabies serving
33:15as your charioton. He shrugged, pulling the cup of Lethe away and replacing it with a glass of iced
33:21berry nectar. The following morning, the demigod arrived precisely at dawn, waiting beneath the balcony
33:29of my inn with his chariot. When asked how he located my humble lodging, he replied mildly.
33:36Beings carrying a divine aroma, who wander this far north only ever choose this heath.
33:41The gleaming chariot clearly hadn't been procured from the local centaur herds.
33:46It was distinctly his own. I tossed him a heavy pouch of golden drachmas as an offering for his
33:52services, commanding him to show me the wonders of the north. He caught the pouch, feigning a wounded
33:58look. Must you keep calling me bartender? My name is Iason. Sounds like a fragile nymph's name. I blurted
34:07out, instantly regretting the slight. Yet, taking a closer look, he did possess the striking, almost
34:14delicate beauty typical of youthful deities. Iason laughed, entirely unfazed.
34:22You caught me. To hide my existence from Hera's wrath, I was raised among the mountain nymphs.
34:28I wore woven silken chitons until I was a young boy.
34:32That piqued my interest. I waved a hand grandly.
34:36If I offer extra dractos, might I view the scooning crystal of such a sight?
34:42Iason raised an eyebrow, his eyes glinting.
34:46Absolutely. You are my wealthy patroness, and I am but your humble chariot.
34:52I laughed aloud at his teasing, a genuine, ringing sound I hadn't made in years.
35:00The chariot ride across the frost-kissed plains was exhilarating,
35:05and Iason knew Hyperborea like the back of his hand. He guided me to hidden feasts,
35:10sacred frozen groves, and the wild, boisterous festival of Pan. Whenever we dined,
35:16he specifically instructed the servers. Absolutely no pomegranate seeds.
35:21It was an unspoken vow to never let anything trap me in the dark again.
35:26At the festival's games, we won the grand offering a relic that was exactly what I had desired.
35:32Amidst the revelry, I offered a silent prayer to the fates for a life of untroubled winds.
35:38By the time night fell, I realized I had experienced true, unburdened joy for the first time in
35:44centuries. The following day, we journeyed to the grand forge of Hephaestus. My luck faltered
35:50slightly. We couldn't secure the sigils for the inner sanctum. But Iason led me up to a hidden
35:56catwalk on the second tier to watch the molten gold flow he claimed. It was his favorite secret
36:02vantage point.
36:05By the fourth night, we stood by the frozen sea, listening to the haunting melody of the sirens
36:11beneath a breathtaking display of celestial fire. Suddenly, a figure concealed within the clumsy,
36:17oversized guise of a giant hare the sacred beast of Aphrodite, lumbered toward us and pressed a
36:23luminous lotus into my palm. My absolute favorite flower. I turned to Iason, genuinely touched.
36:29Did you arrange this too? His smile vanished. He shook his head.
36:40No.
36:41I froze. The pieces violently fell into place. The lingering gaze I had felt from the shadows,
36:47the unseen deity tracking my every step. It was him. Iason lowered his gaze, his voice thick with guilt.
36:54In truth, at Atalora, none of the miracles on our first day were my doing. He offered a bitter,
37:01self-deprecating smile. That is why I tried, tried so desperately to intervene afterward.
37:07You truly did win those forged sigils, but I cast them into the flames because they came from his hand.
37:13I only knew the measure of your step because I intercepted his gift,
37:18choosing to forge a new pair for you myself. I didn't even want to bring you here tonight.
37:24I knew a high god had orchestrated this celestial fire for you.
37:28He swallowed hard, his voice trembling.
37:35I hated it, but I knew it was something you loved, so I brought you anyway.
37:43The words poured out of him in a desperate, breathless rush. Seeing this proud demigod trembling,
37:50too terrified to even meet my eyes, I couldn't muster a single ounce of anger. He hadn't done anything
37:56malicious. He was simply, profoundly jealous. When Iasian finally dared to look up, his striking
38:02eyes were swimming with tears. True to his divine beauty, even his weeping was a breathtaking display
38:08of raw, unfiltered devotion.
38:13That hair was Ibhim. Iasian choked out.
38:19If you go after him now, it is not too late.
38:22I stared at him in silence until his broad shoulders began to tremble. He played the
38:27martyr, practically pushing me away. Yet his very soul screamed in terror at the thought of me leaving.
38:34He knew my past. He knew I was a goddess who had just bled herself dry to cut her ties.
38:40And he was terrified that deep down, some pathetic remnant of affection still chained me to Ariston.
38:46I took a slow step backward. Iasian looked like a winged pegasus stripped of the sky.
38:52Desperately fighting the urge to fall at my feet and beg. Then, I closed the distance and threw myself
38:58firmly into his arms. I am not going to look for him.
39:05For the first time in his immortal existence, Ariston learned that a god could burn and freeze
39:10in the exact same heartbeat. It was the sweltering end of summer, and the heavy, suffocating hair
39:17disguise had drenched his divine flesh in a sticky sweat. Yet, the second he watched me run into Iasian's
39:24arms, an absolute, paralyzing winter struck his core. He knew our bond was dead. He knew the fates
39:31had sealed the severance. He knew I would eventually forge a new life with someone else. But some foolish,
39:38arrogant part of him had clung to the delusion that he could just rewrite the cosmic scrolls and claim
39:43me back. When Iasian and I departed the frozen coast, we found him lingering at the edge of the
39:49frosted path. In the empty expanse, draped in that absurd, oversized animal suit, the almighty god of
39:57wealth looked impossibly pathetic. Like an abandoned, overgrown stray. But when I remembered how coldly he
40:04had discarded me for five years, the miserable sight before me inspired nothing but bitter amusement.
40:10As I walked past him without breaking stride, those oversized, plush paws reached out in a
40:16desperate, trembling motion, trying to bar my way. I instructed Iasian to step back. I will handle him.
40:26Iasian hesitated, his eyes dark with worry, but I shook my head to reassure him. Wait for me in the
40:32chariot. If he so much as raises a hand, drive the thieves forward and tramp him beneath the wheels. A
40:41dark,
40:42protective smirk touched Iasian's lips. With pleasure, goddess. Once Iasian was out of earshot, Ariston finally tore
40:50off the grotesque, enchanted hare's head. His divine brow was slick with grime, and his perfect golden hair hung in
40:57matted tangles. I had never seen the almighty god of wealth reduced to such a pathetic state least of
41:02all for my sake. A cold smile graced my lips. You have squandered entirely too many days in the frozen
41:10north.
41:12Is your mortal muse not weeping for your return? Calliope was the sort who demanded his absolute
41:18devotion day and night whenever she graced his domain. She would not tolerate a single breath of
41:23neglect. That was how she kept a high god tethered like a common hound for five centuries. And Ariston,
41:29blind in his arrogance, knelt for the leash every single time. Yet now, Ariston stood stunned,
41:36slowly shaking his head. I will not seek her out again.
41:42I severed ties with her.
41:46I only remained by her side because I felt I owed her a debt.
41:51For failing to protect her during her mortal trials.
41:55But in paying that debt, I destroyed the one who actually mattered. I refuse to be the architect of
42:01this endless torment anymore. She fled to the distant shores in a rage.
42:08She swore she would never return to Olympias.
42:12He spoke the words lightly, as though shedding a trivial burden. But I knew Calliope's tempestuous
42:17nature. She must have unleashed a catastrophic fury upon him before abandoning his realm.
42:22And only then did he come crawling through the snow to find me. A sharp laugh escaped my throat.
42:28Oh, at Ariston. You didn't cross the realms for love.
42:33You only came looking for me because she abandoned you, didn't you?
42:39Ariston shook his head frantically, his voice breaking.
42:43Of course not! It's because I love you!
42:47I severed those ties because of you. I refuse to hurt you anymore.
42:57Talara, I love you. I truly love you.
43:02Hollow vows always sound so desperately sweet. Had he spoken these words even a moon ago on his
43:0899th betrayal I might have relented. But the scales were tipped. A hundred acts of grace had been spent.
43:16There was nothing left to give. Even if his tears were genuine now, what did it matter?
43:21I no longer have any use for your love at Ariston, I said, my voice eerily calm.
43:28Do you think your sudden realization of love
43:32embliges me to return it? For the first time, golden tears spilled from Ariston's eyes.
43:38I had witnessed so many of the almighty god's firsts today. The first time he begged. The first time he
43:45wept. Yet, watching his spirit shatter left me feeling entirely numb.
43:51Allura!
43:51He gasped, grasping at straws.
43:55If you truly feel nothing for me, why did you keep the offerings? The temples?
44:03I paused for a moment, letting the sheer audacity of his words sink in. The hundred temples?
44:11You have the audacity to speak of the sanctuaries you used to purchase my forgiveness? A bitter,
44:17harsh laugh escaped my throat. It doesn't matter. Take them back.
44:22Every single column and altar. I don't want them. Did you honestly believe I cherished them?
44:32They were nothing but gilded monuments to your betrayal. I struck him with those final words
44:37and turned away in utter disgust. But Ariston wouldn't let go. He clawed at my arm. His voice
44:43contorted with venom and disbelief. You reject me. And you reject the golden temples.
44:50Are you truly going to throw away your eternity for some pathetic half-breed tavern keeper?
44:56What can he possibly offer you? I violently shook off Ariston's grip and delivered my absolute truth.
45:02I don't need him to offer me the world. I only need him to never betray me. I walked away
45:10without
45:10looking back. Desperate, Ariston lunged to chase after me. But the grotesque, oversized paws of the
45:17magical hair disguise tangled wildly around his ankles, sending the almighty god crashing pathetically
45:23into the frozen dirt. He could only scream helplessly at my retreating back.
45:27Who can guarantee he won't betray you? He had completely lost his mind. A deity who had spent
45:34five centuries deceiving me now dared to question the loyalty of a man who hadn't.
45:41Returning to the chariot, I found Iasian waiting. He looked down, his eyes soft yet harboring a fragile
45:47anxiety. Do you truly trust me? I may only govern a humble tavern. He murmured earnestly.
45:55But my hands can forge a hearth warm enough to shelter you.
46:00I couldn't help but laugh. I grabbed the fabric of his chitin, pulling him close, and whispered a
46:05fierce promise. If you ever dare to betray me, Demidod, I have an eternity to find someone who won't.
46:13In the end, Ariston never reclaimed those hundred golden temples. I commanded the high priestesses to
46:19throw open the heavy doors, transforming every single one into a free sanctuary for weary mortal
46:25travelers. I never touched a single coin of his tribute again. Iasian's tavern was, undeniably,
46:32a disaster. So we shuttered it and rebuilt it as a sanctuary to Hestia. A welcoming haven where the
46:38hearth fires never died. We offered only hearty mortal sustenance and pure, untainted nectars.
46:44I personally curated every offering we served. After all, the blood of Dionysus gave Iasian many talents,
46:50but brewing was tragically not one of them. Blessed by the fates and the ceaseless,
46:56enthusiastic praise of the local landlady, our little sanctuary flourished within a few short moons.
47:01One evening, the landlady teased, asking when we would finally bind our souls in eternal union.
47:08Before I could answer, Iasian gently interjected,
47:11Not just yet. He looked at me, his eyes burning with quiet, unshakable resolve.
47:17First, I must forge enough golden drattans to raise a grand sanctuary of my own.
47:24My goddess is a realm of our own, where she never has to lower her crown.
47:32My goddess is a realm of our own, where she wants to be the ones that are
47:33My goddess is a realm of our own, where she is strong.
47:33My goddess is a realm of the twilight.
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