Daughters of the Starfall Betrayal

My sister and I were promised in marriage by our father, Eses, the God of Skies.

She was to wed Dexaldir, the Keeper of Fate, the one who recorded the destinies of gods and mortals.

I was to wed Guerrian, the God of War.

But on the day of our wedding, their beloved woman, Seraphine, leapt from the Starfall Spire, the ancient tower where even immortals would die if they fell.

After that, the four of us lived together in harmony. We were praised as the most devoted divine couples in the Celestial Skies.

A hundred years later, during the war between the Celestial Skies and the Phlegethon Legion, Guerrian and Dexaldir betrayed us.

They lured us into a trap and handed us over to the Phlegethon Demons.

My husband, Guerrian, smirked at me.

"Seraphine, it must have hurt when you fell from the Starfall Spire. I have finally avenged you today!"

Next to him, Dexaldir held up an emerald pendant that was given to him by Seraphine.

He murmured affectionately, "Seraphine, this day has finally come. They will pay the price! Wait for me. I'll soon find you a way to regain your body."

Only then did my sister and I understand. They believed that we forced Seraphine to jump.

The Phlegethon Demons kept us alive for 16 days. 16 days of torture.

They tore the divine core from my sister's chest, destroying both her body and soul. As for me, due to my innate beauty, I was humiliated to death by the demon leader.

When I opened my eyes once more, we were back to the day when our father promised us our marriages.

I turned my head and saw my sister looking back at me. I knew she had been reborn too. We both smiled.

Before our father could finish speaking, I stepped forward and interrupted him, "Father, I have a different idea."

Our father, Eses, the God of Skies, was clearly surprised to hear what my sister and I said.

"Are you sure? You two have followed Guerrian and Dexaldir everywhere since childhood."

"We're sure, Father."

When we left the Celestial Palace with the imperial decree in hand, my sister and I finally lost the composure that we had been forcing ourselves to keep.

We hugged each other.

My sister, Azena, wiped away my tears. "Bydona, don't cry. This is our chance at revenge."

Then, a few celestial lords approached us with smiles.

"Congratulations, Lady Azena, Lady Bydona. Your dreams are about to come through."

"Two imperial weddings at the Celestial Skies at once. This has never happened before."

Before we could reply, we heard yelling coming from nearby.

"I told you to slow down! Why are you running so quickly?!"

Guerrian, the God of War, was carrying Seraphine in his arms. Although he was scolding her, the worry in his eyes was impossible to hide.

Seraphine stuck her tongue out cheekily. "Guerrian, I'm fine. It's just a minor injury."

Guerrian placed her on a bench.