Descent of a God

Moment of Respite

|Jude|

A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I observed the amusing scene unfolding before me. Angelina and Kathyln seemed to be engaged in a playful yet intense staring contest, while Cordelia, ever the peacemaker, tried her best to mediate between the two.

The innocence in Angelina's smile couldn't hide the hidden agenda that lurked beneath. She cunningly addressed Kathyln as "Hero Jude's first wife," a remark laced with a subtle hint of condescension. By emphasizing her own femininity, symbolized by her hand resting over her ample chest, Angelina sought to undermine Kathyln's authority and assert her own dominance.

I couldn't help but admire Angelina's clever manipulation, albeit in a mischievous way. It was an artful display of power play, wrapped in the guise of innocent words and gestures. The way she used seemingly harmless compliments to undermine and provoke was both fascinating and unsettling.

Kathyln's usually composed expression wavered slightly, betraying a subtle shift in her demeanor as her smile twitched. Sensing the growing tension, I swiftly intervened, determined to restore harmony among the three of them.

"Easy now, ladies, let's not quarrel," I interjected, stepping into the midst of their playful conflict. "Remember, we are bound to each other, our connection equally strong in all directions."

My words carried a soothing tone, aimed at diffusing any rising animosity. As the weight of my words settled upon them, a blush painted their cheeks, and they lowered their heads, their fingers fidgeting in a manner that could only be described as utterly endearing.

I couldn't help but revel in their adorable gestures, my grin widening as I reached out to affectionately pat Angelina's head, playfully tousling her golden locks.

"It's been some time, Angelina," I remarked, maintaining a warm tone in my voice as she nodded in response. However, while our eyes met momentarily, I found my gaze drawn to a particular area just below her captivating emerald eyes—her stomach.

A realisation dawned upon me, and my eyes widened slightly, a gleeful smile spreading across my face.

"Ah, I see," I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement. "It seems a new chapter is about to unfold in our journey."

As my words sank in, a surge of surprise and joy rippled through Angelina, her eyes widening in realization. Overwhelmed with emotions, her trembling hand instinctively moved to her stomach, her gaze filled with a mix of astonishment and happiness.

Kathyln and Cordelia stood there, their mouths agape, as the significance of my words settled upon them. Their initial shock quickly transformed into a gasp of realization. Their eyes darted between each other and Angelina, their expressions mirroring a range of emotions from surprise to excitement.

Unable to contain her overwhelming emotions, Angelina's tears welled up, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. Sensing her vulnerability, I closed the distance between us, my hand tenderly resting on her flat stomach. "Don't cry, my princess," I whispered softly, my voice filled with warmth and reassurance. Her body trembled at the touch, and she gradually leaned into my embrace, seeking solace and support. Together, we embraced this joyous moment, her tears staining my outfit, a testament to the depth of her emotions.

In that moment, I turned my gaze to Cordelia, catching a glimpse of disappointment flicker across her face. It was clear that she longed to experience the same joy of bearing a child. Determined to ease her worries and kindle hope within her, I approached her with a gentle smile.

"Fear not, Cordelia," I playfully teased, employing sound magic to ensure only she could hear my words, "Our journey together is just beginning, and I have no doubt that your time will come." Her face flushed a vibrant shade of red, her surprise at my words evident.

With a sense of shared anticipation and unity, the room was filled with a renewed spirit, the air buzzing with excitement. The three girls, each unique and special in their own way, formed an unbreakable bond, bound by the love and devotion we shared.

As I held Angelina close, her tears subsiding into soft sniffles, and caught Cordelia's shy smile, a profound sense of gratitude swelled within me. The prospect of embarking on this extraordinary journey together, filled with love, laughter, and cherished memories, filled my heart with immense joy.

|Arthur|

"Arthur, is that you?"

As the mellifluous voice pierced through the air, a sense of familiarity washed over me, jolting me awake from my daze. With a sudden surge of energy, I bolted upright in my seat, my azure eyes fixated on the ethereal figure before me.

She stood there, adorned in a simple white patient gown, yet her radiance was undeniable. Her gunmetal hair shimmered like molten silver under the gentle sunlight streaming through the windows. A flush of pink graced her pale cheeks, enhancing her delicate features. And those lips, oh those enchanting lips, beckoned me closer, capturing my attention entirely. As I approached her, every movement seemed to be under the watchful gaze of her round turquoise eyes, which held a myriad of emotions.

"Tessia," I uttered, my voice betraying the mix of relief and regret swirling within me. For it was true, I had failed her. I had allowed Nico to snatch her away. I had let Cecilia take control of her body.

A warm smile danced upon her lips, transforming the room's somber atmosphere into one of hope and light. "It's me, Arthur," she said, her voice filled with a comforting familiarity, "It has been far too long, hasn't it?"

Her words washed over me, mingling with a cascade of emotions. Relief surged through my veins as I realized she was here, standing before me, seemingly unscathed. Yet, a pang of guilt tugged at my heart, reminding me of the trials she had endured in my absence.

Closing the remaining distance between us, I gently took her delicate hands into mine, savoring the touch that had eluded me for far too long. "Tessia," I murmured, my voice trembling with unspoken apologies and unyielding love, "I am sorry for what you have endured, for the pain I failed to shield you from. But I promise you, from this moment onward, I will do everything in my power to protect you, to ensure your happiness."

In the safety of our embrace, our bodies intertwined as if to symbolize the unbreakable bond between us, Tessia's words echoed in my ears. Her request was both daunting and heartwarming, as she sought to delve deeper into the intricate tapestry of my past life, a tale that had been glimpsed through the fragmented memories of Cecilia. With a nod of understanding, I composed myself and prepared to lay bare the secrets of my previous life, to recount the events that had shaped me into the person standing before her now.