At this thought, Goda hurriedly stopped her stray musings.
In her eyes, her master was an exalted being, supreme beyond measure. Even entertaining such fantasies felt like an affront to his greatness. On the surface, however, she remained composed, burying the thoughts deep within her heart.
What she didn't realize was that, as one of Sterl's followers, her every thought and emotion was entirely transparent to him.
When Sterl caught the fleeting ripple of her imagination, he paused briefly.
Looking at the Goddess of Evil Wasps, standing before him with a respectful and aloof demeanor, he couldn't help but find it amusing that such thoughts had even crossed her mind.
He chose not to reprimand her. In fact, this only confirmed something he already knew—his charm was growing ever stronger. Even a cold and stoic deity like the Goddess of Evil Wasps had been captivated by it.
Still…
