Secret Dove [ENNEAD x Female Reader] - DISCONTINUED

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The foreign god stood by [Name], watching the spectacle before them with amusement and concern. Seeing Seth's destruction of the caravans, he shook his head in disbelief. "He's as feisty as ever," he mutters, his voice tinged with admiration. "It won't be easy to take him with me when he's that powerful. And since he can wield the sand again?" The foreign god cooed as he wrapped his arm around [Name], pulling her closer.

[Name's] mind was foggy, her eyes heavy with exhaustion as she remained wrapped up in a blanket filled with glowing feathers. She leaned on the foreign god for support, too weak to hold herself up any longer. Despite her current state, the foreign god could not help but feel a sense of concern for her well-being.

"I don't know what you're thinking right now, [Name], but you're surely a very concerning goddess," the foreign god spoke, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and concern. "You're not in the state of mind right now, yet you walked from the temple to me. Miss me that much?" [Name] remained silent, her eyes closed as she rested them. She felt a sense of safety in the foreign god's presence, his voice providing a sense of normalcy in the strange circumstances she found herself in.

The foreign god let out a tired sigh as he picked [Name] up in bridal style, careful not to hurt her in the process. He then turned his gaze to the man he held captive, the elderly male who was tied up in ropes. The man's expression was a mix of terror and confusion as the foreign god stood before him.

"What am I going to do? Seth is quite a headache, isn't he?" The foreign god grinned, his expression dripping with amusement. The elderly male's eyes widened at the sight of the god's grin, his voice trembling with fear as he spoke.

"I-I'm not a priest! Why are you treating me as if I've wronged you?!" The foreign god raised his eyebrow at the man's words, a hint of irritation in his voice. "Wronged you?" he repeated, his tone growing sharper. "Isn't this mess you created? It was YOU! You were spreading rumors about my slave, and thanks to YOU, a talk of red hair started circulating. Suddenly, more caravans were appearing, and my slave became furious!" he continued, his voice becoming louder as he pointed to Seth who was still causing havoc. "See? You awakened his annoying ability!"

The elderly man's face turned pale as he took in the god's words, his expression a mix of shock and fear. The foreign god heaved another sigh before turning to [Name], his face softening as he looked at the goddess.

"I'm sorry, [Name]. I didn't mean to lose my temper like that. I was just so frustrated with this whole situation. I hope you can forgive me." The foreign god spoke softly, his voice calm and reassuring as he picked up the sleeping [Name] from the ground. "Does it feel uncomfortable laying on the ground? Hehe. Sorry!"

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As Seth continued to obliterate the remaining caravans while riding on his sand, he suddenly began to cough up blood, surprising the foreign god. In a panic, the god quickly ran towards Seth, holding the still unconscious [Name] in his arms.

"WHAT ARE YOU Doing to YOURSELF?!" The foreign god shouted at Seth, raising his voice in concern. "I'll give the caravan a good scolding! So stop this now!" His tone grew more frantic as he neared Seth, his focus on getting him to stop his destruction. He was terrified of the possibility of hurting [Name] in the process of running up to him, so he had to act fast.

Seth's glaring eyes locked onto the foreign god as he approached him, carrying the still unconscious [Name]. Without hesitation, Seth gripped his khopesh tightly and spat out his accusation, "Why is [Name] in your arms? You kidnapped her?"