Orphaned Queen Goddess 소설 & 이야기

It was no wonder why she knew medicine, why she was so good at it, and why he could always see the character of a member of the Lang family from the capital city in her. It could only be explained with one possibility. This Sienna was THAT Sienna. The current abandoned daughter in Isonbert was actually the famous Goddess of War in the capital city! The divine acupuncture master, Cecily; the King of Mercenaries, Lone Shadow; and the Goddess of War, Sienna. It was all one person. It was her! Harry stroked Sienna’s brows lightly with his clean and slender fingers, seeming as if he was talking to himself as he questioned her, “Are you the person that I’ve been looking for?”

The cold was absolute—a soul-deep frost that tried to extinguish my Hallowed spark. I struggled, my vision blurring. Selene leaned in close, her breath smelling of the void. "You were always the special one. The one Leo loved. The one the goddess chose. Well, the goddess is dead, Elara. And I am the one who will bury you." I felt my strength failing. The gold in my marrow was being suppressed by the sheer weight of her malice. I looked up toward the spire. The High Queen was raising a shard of obsidian—the Mother-Lode. It was glowing with a terrifying, rhythmic light.

The things the goddess had revealed and the things she had kept from me. “She said," I’m the only one who can stop the Queen.” The words came out quieter than I intended. Rowan’s jaw tightened. Liora looked at me as if she wasn’t sure she had heard correctly. “What Queen?” Rowan asked. “Raven, slow down. What are you talking about?” I took a shaky breath. “The Queen—the one who has been draining the land, the one behind everything that’s happening. She wasn’t always like that. She was one of the first beings created, just like the goddess. But she became obsessed with life, with power, and she refused to let go.

This was Lana, the General of the guards and the strongest warrior in the Lycan pack. "So, the little princess decided to leave her golden cage," Lana said, her voice dripping with scorn. She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning her weight on one foot as she stared into my emerald eyes. "I was wondering when you would come down here to look at the common people." "I was just taking a walk," I said, keeping my voice steady and calm. "I didn't realize the courtyard was off-limits."

After Goddess fell in love with King Endymion, she gave him the power of shifting. 'Their love bore fifty daughters and we are the first among all. That made us the ruler and the Queen.' Ulva explained. 'You said, we sisters. Where are they now?' Scarlett asked finally, starting to get normal. 'Somewhere out there, completing their own missions...' Ulva replied, 'we were reincarnating for uncounted years, Scarlett. Every time we had a mission and this time too. We must perform our mission as the Queen.' 'What Mission?" Her brows furrowed in confusion. 'And reincarnating for uncounted years? Didn't you say you don't remember your reborn?'

The elders were on their feet when they’d initially been seated during the meeting, and as I flipped my hair and changed back to it's original golden shade, one of them walked toward me with a frown of disapproval. “We don’t want a witch as our queen, the moon goddess forbids it!” He spat beside me and shot me a look of disgust like it was meant to phase me. “Oh, no? How about the fact that your impostor of a queen over there casts spells at will?” I cocked my head to the side to get a better look at Hera who was still wide eyed and standing behind the elders. “Her harmless spells? Hers is a gift from the moon goddess, yours is a curse that will bring doom upon our land!” He barked back and

Without hesitation, the entire gala went on its knees, bowing to me. I looked all around me, fully taking in the scene and the power which I now held. Ronan urged me forward. I approached the Goddess. Surprisingly, I did not cower or shrink back in her presence. Instead, I felt peace and oneness. She placed a crown on my head. The crown sat upon my head like the weight of galaxies. “I hereby crown you, Aria Valenhart, Descendant of the Moon, Daughter of the Moon Goddess, Queen of the Lycanthropy” The Goddess’ voice rang out like a cruel lullaby. Soft, yet fierce.

Sloane Once Aisling put it into my head, I couldn’t get the idea that maybe this was the Moon Goddess’ compromise for us not getting a white wolf out of my head. I’d be the first ever, that I know of, female Alpha. Yeah, it would be an uphill climb, but what hasn’t been? I’m used to fighting my way through just about every situation. What’s one more fight? And maybe that’s why I’ve had to fight so much in my life. Maybe the Moon Goddess was preparing me for this moment in my life.