Shrine High

Dea felt her head spin as she waited for him to reply, to scold her or hold her. She wasn't sure what to expect from him, but their God had brought her back to him and she was loathe to ever leave again. Hell, last time she had become hopelessly lost and the ordeal had nearly cost her her life. Once his words were given, half command and half commitment, Dea relaxed. His embrace made every hair on her body stand on end as if she had been electrocuted. She prayed he couldn't feel how much her journey with God had cost her. Dea wasn't her full one hundred percent yet, her frame was still on the thin side.

Dea was unused to physical contact this warm, though, by all normal accounts, their closeness would be seen as awkward. She responded to his touch, leaning into him to encourage further contact. It was nice to experience mercy, to be close to Archon made her heart slam against her chest and stop at the same time. Her mind was a whirlwind as gravity seemed to shift beneath her paws, the world turning under her as they stood in that moment. Dea couldn't help the feeling that changes were coming, something good would happen soon. "I have found my place once again, I've known it since our first meeting. You have my word, Archon, I am ever at your side." Her loyalty had been pledged before, and she had meant it. The dark goddess was bound by her word, as her demonic father before her.

She would not let Archon down again.