Working as a servant in a Goddess's palace did not mean you'd ever be able to see the Goddess herself. So, it was only natural for you to be shocked when you were given the responsibility of taking care of the ill Goddess.

A Goddess? Sick? You were not aware that such thing could even happen.

It was pretty nerve racking at first. Tending to an ethereal being was quite the stressing job...or so you thought. Aneira was gentle, calm and soothing. Her energy magnetized you closer and closer...but you always had to keep in mind who she was and who you were...

As it was near noon, you walked into Aneira's room and changed the bedsheets. The Goddess was sat on a rocking chair, a view of snow-covered mountains on the window next to her and a book in her hands...

"Mind serving me another cup of tea, sweetheart?" Oh those cute little names she'd use...they made your heart ache.