A goddess cannot be born. They are chosen.
One can only become a goddess if the Ancients deemed her worthy as a bride.
In the land of Myar, there are seven gods who are worshipped and loved by the people. These gods have yet to find their destined b...
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To say that Ione was amazed was an understatement. This place was magnificent. So magnificent that she's afraid to even touch anything. She was too busy being mesmerized by everything that she didn't notice the boys behind her, ogling her.
They knew their sudden feelings of infatuation for the girl were probably because of the fact that they are fated to her, but how can they resist when their goddess was being so adorable? Who knew that the sight of a girl gaping at one of the palace's many chandeliers could be lethal?
"Am I really going to live here?" She turned to Jimin, who happened to be the nearest one to her.
He only replied with a gentle smile. "Yes. Don't worry. You'll get used to it."
She chuckled and shook her head. "I don't think so. At least, not anytime soon." It was going to take a while, that's for sure. She was a slave, for Pete's sake. Even Lady Amur's home couldn't compare to this.
"By the way, Ione, do you know what type of goddess you are?" Jungkook excitedly asked. The goddess shook her head yet again. "I actually have no idea..." And then, she suddenly gasped and asked the god of youth, her eyes full of worry. "I-is it a bad thing?"
To be a goddess of nothing would make her a useless deity. How was she supposed to do her job as a goddess when she doesn't know what type of goddess she was? What if the gods would think she's useless?
Almost all at once, everyone rushed to her. Some tried reassuring her with words, that it's going to be all right, while others patted her back in an effort to calm her down, but all they were doing was just suffocating her.
Thankfully, someone came to the lady's aid and quickly reprimanded the brothers. "Lou Vhalir, please control yourselves. Based on her red face, I think that you're doing more harm than good to your queen," a man said. He could only sigh at his masters' behavior.
He approached Ione while his expression remained void of emotions. "Lou Vhayma, let us head to your room so that you can rest," he paused before giving the gods a glance, "The masters have plenty of time to get to know you after all."
There was no room for argument as his words were said with finality. They had no choice, but to dawdle around one of the chambers in the palace.
"This is going to be harder than I thought. Given that there are seven of us, of course, she would feel overwhelmed." Namjoon sighed.
"Then what do you suggest we do? I mean, we all can't possibly hang out with her at the same time all the time, right?" Seokjin asked his brother. Taehyung released a really, really long sigh.
It was true. Not to mention that it would most likely turn into a competition for Ione's attention and they don't want a repeat of what happened earlier now, do they?
