"In order to return to your family, you waited outside their house every night with a lonely heart. You had power and authority, yet you never used them to force your family to accept you. Furthermore, you often made threats, making people believe you were a heartless tyrant emperor. But ever since you withdrew the forbidden spell, you never carried out any of those threats. Isn't that why the gods who descended were still alive when I arrived? You even let them go."
"I let them go because I didn't need them," Cassia argued, displeased that the god seemed determined to shower her with endless praise.
"Whatever you say to make me misunderstand you, I won't believe it. I trust what I've seen with my own eyes."
"Seen? What have you seen?" For some reason, a feeling of unease crept into her heart.
