Mount Olympus, within the Queen of Gods' bedchamber.
"Snap—"
Above Mount Olympus, inside a resplendent great hall, a delicately crafted crystal vessel shattered on the ground.
The golden crown wobbled, Hera's chest heaved with intense agitation, and the air around her distorted under the force she unconsciously released.
As the Heavenly Empress who shared divine authority with the Divine King, Hera had thought herself to be the most venerable goddess in the world. Especially after learning the mysteries of faith, she believed she could reign eternally with Zeus, instead of fading away like the two generations of divine kings before them.
But now, she found her previous thoughts to be laughable.
The Divine King had never broken his promise; he truly shared everything with Hera, but he would never seal his words permanently, just like now.
