[VOLUME 16: THE FIRES OF GENESIS][ARC 2: THE MATRIARCH'S DOMAIN]
The guest quarters in the West Wing of Ogygia were dripping with opulent matriarchal luxury. The bed was a massive circular expanse of white velvet, the floors were heated marble, and the air smelled of crushed roses and sandalwood.
It was a paradise.
But to the three former gods currently huddled inside, it was a torture chamber.
Elara Vance stood with her back pressed against the heavy, gilded doors, her arms crossed over her chest. The violet starlight of her Twilight Resonance thrummed pleasantly under her skin, entirely unaffected by the kingdom's male-suppressing ward. She was a goddess at the height of her power.
The men, however, were not.
"I am dying," Aldren Vance announced from the center of the bed.
