His Captive Mate
The women took a few steps back to confer, and the man holds out a hand to her,
“I’m Sol, God of the Sun and Luna’s brother.” Celine takes his hand and shook it, his skin was hot, but not uncomfortably so.
“Celine, Queen Luna of France Celine de Laurant, officially.” She smiles at the God, who smiles back, but then he frowns, then his eyes go wide like he realises something,
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