I studied Valencia for a few moments. A face similar to Alepsia's, perhaps a bit too much if not for the tiny mole below the right corner of her lips. And obviously the golden blazing hue, much in contrast with the warm yellowing one that Alepsia had.
Two sisters. One was the Goddess of Light while the other one the Goddess of War.
If I were to describe her…Valencia was… well, Valencia.
The Goddess of War did not get her title just for show. She was the strongest minor god, whose powers were on par with the major goddesses, besting more than half of them if not for the restrictions placed on her by the All-Father.
She was the type of person who would bloom on battlefields but suck at most other jobs. Not exactly a total idiot, but pretty much a mediocre person. A dumb kid, if I were to be blunt.
"You are thinking something rude about me, aren't you?" She asked, her eyes narrowed at me, trying to gauge my intentions.
Women's intuitions are scary. I shrieked before speaking,
