The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

Somewhere on Earth,

The brown-haired man let go of the hug. He looked into his lover’s white eyes, which were initially violet. Disgust or fear did not exist in the young man’s heart. Armen even felt sorry because he knew the suffering of his immortal lover but could not help at all. “Honey, I wonder what kind of questions your dad has? Who knows, maybe I can help.”

“Dad asked me two questions. The first was what I thought about marriage. The second was what a happy and healthy marriage was for me?” Atvertha said all the questions the Lord of the Seas had asked her future husband. That burly man thought about this, so he did not continue to chat with his lovely girl.

The atmosphere there became silent. There were sounds of night animals, but not too often. There was very little light there; the only light source was that immortal god’s body. The long-haired woman was curious about what was in his heart. After several minutes of silence, Armen looked back at the virgin goddess and asked, “Honey, why do you want to marry me?”NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

The two-hundred-and-seventy-year-old woman was confused because her mortal mate’s question was so strange that she could not figure out the young man’s intention and purpose in asking such a thing. On the other hand, Armen continued to look at Atvertha and hoped that the girl would answer the question he had put forward first. After being silent for a long time, “I… if I answer wrong, is it okay?” asked the immortal goddess, who seemed hesitant.

“It is okay, Honey. You can say whatever comes into your head about why you want to marry me,” answered Armen casually. He grasped the palm of his right hand on the front of his body as if to reassure the virgin. The young man’s actions made Atvertha both embarrassed and happy.

“I… I want to marry you because you are the man I like. Apart from that, you are a polite guy, always respect me, and you can accept me the way I am.” The Crossroads Lady answered with a slight stutter, which made Armen smile. The only man not turned into a werewolf was delighted because his lovely lady answered honestly. Hence, his affection for her increased even more, even though her appearance had changed a lot.

“If you were alone, why would you propose and marry me? I thought you had a special girl before I came.” This time, it was Atvertha’s turn to want to know about her lover’s answer because her curiosity was relatively high in her heart.

“Why did I choose you as my life partner? Because you are the woman who saved my life. I did not care whether you were a human, but for me, you were truly my savior. Besides, you do not look down on people mortal, even though there are many bad opinions about us. Yeah. I do not deny that many humans commit crimes, but not everyone does them. We have kindness, too.” Armen answered steadily, without any hesitation at all. The young man looked at the opposite sex meaningfully, which made Atvertha even more convinced that Lebrazht Lugthna’s eldest son was the right man to accompany her.

“Honey, I will not promise you a life full of happiness. If I am just a burden or even a nuisance, then do not force us to get together, but if you want to have a life partner who is always willing to help, is not rude, and is loyal, then here I am. I will try to help you, and we will face any problem together. I do not want to run away from the problem, but I want to solve it.” A young guy, who had a height of one hundred and ninety-two centimeters, expressed his sincerity, which stunned the young lady and could feel the other person’s sincerity.

Armen is very different from Toghnath. The stupid man seems to be making all the problems easy, but my mortal man does not act like that. He really wants to help if there is a problem by giving advice. He does not even feel disgusted at all when he sees me, even though my appearance is scary, thought Atvertha, who was still looking at each other with the charismatic man.

“Thank you, Armen. What do you think about my dad’s two questions? Can you help me find the answers?” A girl with five large black dogs as her pet companions remembered her biological father, and Atvertha wanted forgiveness and a blessing from the Lord of the Seas to marry the mortal man she loved so much.

“I will try to give you some suggestions, but this does not mean you have to obey everything I say, darling. You can add anything else that you feel suits your needs.” Armen had previously given a soft warning that the girl was free to give an answer according to her wishes. Atvertha nodded because she needed this for their relationship to run smoothly in the future.

“In my opinion, you can answer: marriage is when a man and woman work together to move towards their goals. Quarrels will still exist, but they can be resolved with a cool head and always supporting each other. A happy marriage is the presence of a partner who can compensate and love. If there is a problem, then it must be discussed carefully to find a solution. One easy example is when your partner is angry, you should not say words that make the argument bigger. For example, if you are angry because of my attitude, I will remain silent until your anger subsides, and vice versa.” Armen explained his views on two questions from Lord Helion to the immortal goddess.

“Where did you learn about the concept of marriage, Armen? Did someone tell you?” Atvertha asked, curious.

“I saw an example of how a married couple behaves from my own parents at home. They fight but do not hurt each other or hit each other. Dad is a tough man but refrains from being violent towards Mom, I see. and vice versa. I once accidentally heard their conversation at night when the house was tranquil. You can add communication and mutual respect to a happy marriage. I would like to do it if my future father-in-law wanted to meet me. Honey, please tell him that I want to introduce myself properly so that it might be a chance to get his opinion about a mortal male,” answered Armen, seemingly tirelessly.

A new glimmer of hope emerged within Atvertha. A woman with a sharp nose nodded because she wanted to introduce Armen officially so that her father could get to know the figure of his mortal male personally. “Thank you. I will try to put together the right sentences from all your suggestions, and then after that, I will meet Dad. I once told him to introduce you, but he refused. The reason for refusing was that I had to be able to answer his two questions first.”

“You are welcome, Honey. I am always ready whenever needed. If he receives the suggestions well, then please do not forget me. I want to meet your father personally so he will know a little about a mortal guy who has made his daughter fall in love.” The man who liked helping his parents spoke sincerely, making Atvertha happier.

“Of course, Armen. I will not forget you. I am looking for a way so that we can live in the same world after marriage. If Dad is satisfied with all my answers, then I will beg him to change you to be the same as us so there will be no more obstacles to living together.” A young goddess who was temporarily living in the Underworld also remembered her conversation with Havento.

The tall man frowned. “Wait a minute. Do you want to ask Lord Helion to turn me into an immortal god? How could that happen?”

“The Lord of the Underworld gave me that idea. I guess it would be great, even though nothing like that has ever happened in the history of the immortals.” Atvertha was sure that Nyx’s first sister’s suggestion was the right solution, even though she did not know the mechanism. Armen was silent because the information he heard was new, so human reasoning made little sense.

“Does that mean I will be made to die, then revived as an immortal god? Then what should I do if I become the same as you, darling? I mean, what are my duties and responsibilities?” Armen asked three questions as soon as possible. Atvertha was silent because she did not know the answers to these questions.

“I have no idea, but I can give Dad a suggestion if you are directly transformed by him without having to go through the death process. If you have become an immortal god, would you like to help in my own realm? I am the Moon Goddess, the crossroads, and Goddess of Witchcraft. I will assign you to help me in my duties. Would you mind with that?” Atvertha tried to answer all the young man’s questions, and Armen was silent for a long time.

The atmosphere between the lovers who lived in two different worlds returned to silence. Unbeknownst to Armen and Atvertha, two pairs of eyes had been watching for a long time, but it was all done from a distance that was not too far away. They could see and hear all the conversations clearly because neither of them was an ordinary human.

“I am happy because Armen is trustworthy, Hubby.” A blonde woman said softly to her husband, who was still observing the target.

“I agree with you. I thought that Armen would refuse or even run away when he saw the appearance of the Goddess Atvertha, which was so different. Even we immortals were very surprised, let alone him, who is an ordinary human.” The hazel-eyed man responded to his lovely wife’s words, and he was very relieved because Atmatkha’s first grandson still adhered to the promise he had made when the young man prayed while crying in the temple, precisely in front of the statue of the immortal husband and wife in the afternoon.

“We have to wait for news from Goddess Atvertha. Do not let her find out that we have been deliberately stalking her. I do not want there to be a commotion.” A man, who had a height of one hundred and ninety-six centimeters, advised his wife, and the gray-eyed woman nodded because she hoped for the same condition as him.

“Yes, Hubby. I promise I will stay quiet. If it is like this, what should we do? Goddess Atvertha must make Lebrazht a Lycan King, and the curse from Goddes Avtexia will run perfectly. I do not know what will happen in the future because, honestly, combining humans with wolves to become one pack is not a good idea.”

“We will see that, dear. I also think the same thing. Hopefully, the relationship between the Agbazarth Tribe and a pack of werewolves led by Blue will always be harmonious.”

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