Amina invited all the important members of the human army to her castle.
No one dared disregard her invitation, especially after what Diana had been accomplishing alone.
The world was in turmoil after her achievements reached the human side. Everyone was curious to see her, knowing she would attend, and also the man who trained her alongside the gods of this planet.
Who would dare question Amina's decision with these two on her side? And who would have thought, that the gods standing on humanity's side were also attending? So who were they not to come?
Amine didn't call only for royalty, who were known as the strongest, but also for the unknown who have been making a name for themselves, and those who were still hidden from the world. This meeting was regrouping the strongest warriors and mages in the world.
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Salman was being helped in wearing his armor.
"So," he said while looking in the mirror, to a man sitting next to him leisurely, "How does it feel knowing you will see Diana in a few days?"
"It has been a while since I saw her. I do miss her," said the man with a smile.
Salman was enjoying the view in the mirror, not noticing his fake expression. "I do have to say she changed a lot."
"I am sure she did." 'If she married someone that fast without letting me know or even waiting for me, she indeed, changed.' His eyes were cold.
"You still can't believe your little childhood sweetheart married or even attained such prowess without you?" Salman turned to look at him.
"What can I say, she has grown." The man cracked a deceitful smile. 'I will have to see her myself...' His eyes flashed with murderous intent.
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Diana was looking for something to change in, while Cayn was on the top of the castle, enjoying a nice breeze with his eyes closed.
He slowly opened his bloodthirsty eyes, "I can't wait to see you too."
He clenched his teeth, as if he was annoyed, and disappeared.
Diana had just changed into a beautiful black dress, when Cayn suddenly appeared behind her, his hand pulling her waist and hitting her back against his.
"Cayn?" She said with surprise.
"Hmm?" He hummed as he inclined his head to kiss her neck.
"What's wrong?"
"Why would you ask?" He ran his hands around her.
"Because you don't usually act like a cuddly man. And no, I wouldn't believe you if you gave me some random excuse," she said jokingly.
He brought her closer. "Am I the type to give excuses?"
She ran her right hand on his cheek, while he hugged her from behind. "Am I the type that will marry one?" She chuckled. "What's wrong?"
I am jealous, he thought.
"The idea of you as a small baby made me want to hold you, with cute and puffy cheeks."
Diana rolled her eyes and then turned her head slightly to look at him, as if she had figured it out. "You saw my past?"
"No. I would never look into you, but I still wanted to know what you looked like as a baby so I saw some of your father's memories."
"Hmm, some of his memories... Even... those of my childhood sweetheart?"
Silence.
Cayn didn't respond.
Diana smiled and slowly turned in his embrace, facing his dark eyes.
"Answer me." Their eyes didn't leave each other as if they were bewitched.
"Yes."
"Are you jealous?"
"Very."
Diana's eyes widened while she smirked at him. "You're very honest."
"When did I ever lie?"
"Hmm, let me think, when you said it was the idea of me as a small baby that made you want to hold me but you were actually jealous? A few seconds ago? Maybe?" She was teasing him, but Cayn grinned at her.
"I didn't lie."
"Oh you didn't, hmm, sure sure." She was still going on.
Cayn took a deep breath for a moment before pulling her in. "Why do you think I wanted to see you as a baby? From your father's point of view at that?"
"Hmm, I don't know, husband. You tell me why my godly man who can be the all-knowing chose to only focus on my father?" she said with her hands elegantly wrapping around his neck.
"I want a daughter that has your eyes, and your smile."
Diana's eyes widened in surprise.
He leaned in closer to her ear, while she was acting shy of him. "And maybe also..."
She was waiting with a cute smile and red cheeks.
"Your temper."
Diana's expression froze, then instantly turned cold with her eyelids falling halfway on her eyes.
Her smile disappeared.
"Cayn."
"Yes?"
"How can I kill you?"
"Hmm, I have a bunch of weapons in my smithy that can do the job for you."
She patted his chest. "Make sure you don't become the true god before then, just stay like this, okay?"
"So you can kill me?"
"What do you think?"
"But I gave up on that power so I can love you."
"And what great honor it is to die by the hands of the one you love."
Cayn started chuckling, while Diana pouted at his reaction.
"But I love your stubbornness and temper."
"You better."
"Oh, I do."
"Hmph, then stay jealous like that." She broke free from him.
He suddenly held her hand and pulled her to him, making them freeze in a position where her lips were so close to his, feeling each other's breath.
Diana started breathing slowly and heavily as she was melting in the depths of his warm eyes. "W-what."
"I love all of it."
"O-okay."
"I love you."
"I know."
"I love you."
"I-I known, stop it."
"And I am jealous I didn't get to pinch your cheeks as a child."
"Hmm."
"Then will you give me a cute child so I can do that to her?"
She looked at him like a little girl, "I will try."
"That is good enough for me."
"W-what if, it's a boy? Or if it looks like you?"
He placed his forehead on hers. "First of all, who said one looking like you was enough?"
"W-what?"
"I will raise a whole army of you."
She pinched his chest.
"Aw." He playfully said.
She looked away from him, "Then," turned her eyes to fall on his, "take it easy on me..."
Cayn pulled his head back for a moment when he met her eyes and she whispered those words with that cute little voice. "Maybe we will have one right now before we go."
"W-wait."
He princess carried her. "Don't worry I can control time. What?"
"No, not that." Her cheeks and ears turned red. "Let me, take this dress off first."
"I can do that for you," he said as he walked to their bedroom.
"C-Cayn."
He closed the door behind them.