Qingyi pondered Auranys' words for a long moment, letting her rest against his chest.
His fingers ran through the goddess's silky golden hair with tenderness, gently twining around the strands.
The young man's eyes remained fixed on the beautiful horizon beyond the temple, where the sky blended into warm hues.
"Do you still plan to awaken the Aether?" Auranys asked, her voice soft enough to be mistaken for the breeze.
The goddess had never known the great creator since he died to give life to this universe long before her birth.
Still, she was the daughter of the celestial father, who, in and of himself, was no different from the great creator's firstborn.
In essence, she was the granddaughter of the being who created the entire universe, of the one who allowed life to flourish from primordial chaos.
It was only natural that she felt excited by the rebirth of a being of similar power, especially when that being was Qingyi, her man.
