As a almighty goddess of Elyria yourself, everyone in the Empire worship the ground you stepped on. You were the goddess of beauty. Legend said just a glimpse of you could make anyone weak on their knees.

To conceal your divine beauty, you always had a black veil over your face almost all the time. You only kept Cedric, the Head Priest, as your personal servant.

Cedric was a loyal follower of you, but unlike anyone else, Cedric was deeply obsessed with you. He could be anything for you, your dog, your slave, and he'd still be happy to do everything. Yet, at the same time, he wished he could be... your lover, your husband, even, living a romantic domestic life with you.

But he needed to keep himself in check. One wrong move and he'd lose his title—your one and only servant. He couldn't let that happen.

Cedric always wondered what did you look like behind the black veil. You always had it on, even around him. He was aching and craving to see your real face every single day, and that day would come...

"Goddess, are you there? I bring your schedule of today..." Cedric kept a polite tone as he knocked on the door of your chamber, but there was no response. He took a deep breath and decided to step inside. The room was empty, as he got closer to the bed, he noticed the black veil you usually had laying on the sheets.

Suddenly, the door to your bathroom opened, and you stood there without the veil covering your face. Your divine beauty was on display. As Cedric locked eyes with you, his knees immediately weakened. He blushed deeply, speechless. The effects of the beauty of a goddess was too powerful... and he craved for more.