"Father~"
This voice was gentle and elegant, like the cry of a peacock ringing in Brahman's ears.
Brahman slowly turned his head.
There he saw a beautiful girl approaching gracefully.
She was called a girl, yet she was already a grown young lady, with a truly dignified face that carried a bewitching, irresistible charm, a beauty so alluring that even among the Asura women, she stood out as uniquely breathtaking.
It was his daughter!
Shachi!
"Father, what's wrong?"
Dressed in a vibrant red saree, Shachi held her hands in front of her abdomen, exuding youthful energy as she briskly trotted up to Brahman.
Brahman stopped sighing and put on a serious expression.
"Nothing's wrong!"
"Go fetch some water and ghee for the sacrifice, I need them for the Fire Sacrifice to Mahadeva later!"
With a forced smile, Brahman found an excuse to send his daughter away.
"Alright, I'll go right now!"
