Dawn of gods (11)

In the meantime, the throne room of the greatest golden palace in the celestial dimension, home of Ophelia's father, the supreme master sun god, was empty save for the middle-aged, perfectly formed man who occupied the throne.

Bowing before him was the supreme master fire god, Dominik.

"Your divinity, do you believe that having the blood moon god visit the castle tonight is a wise idea? The sun ball will undoubtedly be disrupted by his presence." Dominik spoke quietly, but there was a noticeable grimace on his forehead.

Zephyr widened his golden eyes. "The judgment will take place after the ball. We cannot alter the schedule of the ball all because of the presence of a corrupt deity within our heavenly realm."

Grinning, Dominik straightened his posture. "Very well. But the idea that Ophelia has to be the one to kill him worries me much."