The Moon God's Bride
The pond’s water was still, a perfect mirror that seemed to hold a piece of the night sky within it.
Standing at the edge of the pond, with his back to her, was the Moon God, Solas. Elara’s breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. He was tall and well-built, his presence commanding and formidable. He wore a fitted black dress shirt that clung to his muscular frame, and black pants that completed his dark, imposing figure. His shoulder-length black hair was tied back in a man-bun, giving him an air of restrained power. He stood there with an ease and confidence that made her heart skip a beat, power oozing from him in palpable waves.
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