Lailah was by far the least known face at the table.
She was one of the wives who didn't really come out of the house a whole lot. Meaning she left Tehom even less.
And even when she did deign to show her face, she was usually snugly tucked away somewhere inside of Ayaana.
And yet, despite her lack of appearances over the eons, Lailah was somehow instantly recognizable.
Descriptions of a bronze-skinned goddess, whose skin glittered in the sunlight like morning dew, were hard to mistake.
But more than anything, it was her unthinkably cold and domineering aura that really clinched her identity.
The way that her sharp, uninterested eyes cut through the assembled deities was more scathing than any knife.
Three beings appeared in the wake of her arrival. Each of them were wearing black armor with three different colors woven into their armor.