Exodus

Archon relaxed into Deathbelle's grasp, offering her a few fleeting kisses on her cheek and neck. "I pray that they do," Archon said at the mention of his guidance helping the litters come together. He wanted it more than anything at this point. His desire for the shrine paled in comparison for what he wanted for his kids.

Deathbelle called it the perfect marriage between a god and a mortal and Archon returned her rumble with his own, "My love, my wife," he said, pressing his forehead against hers. "You are so much more than mortal." He smiled, giving her a soft kiss as if to melt the thick dread around them.