Gods Plan ....

Edited: Edit: 03/05/2022

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A lone woman drummed her fingers against a stone balcony as she pondered to herself silently in thought. Her clothing was clearly symbolic with royalty, a golden robe adorned with numerous amounts of jewelry of high quality. Her skin, while tan, seemed to glow with a healthy golden light to much her golden.

It was... divine in a way.

Well it wasn't too big of a surprise. She was a goddess, after all.

"Ninsun."

She turned her head and smiled as she was greeted with the sight of her husband. He wore a simple black tunic which was in contrast to his royal status. He sported a dark beard and had a messy amount of overgrown hair on his head, giving him the appearance of a wild animal if one were to view him from a distance. In his right hand was a large axe, nearly bigger than he was tall.

"Husband, Lugalbanda, how was your hunt?"

"Fresh food for tonight. Plenty of it, too." Lugalbanda laid his axe down and wiped the seat from his forehead before grinning. "So... how is it? You haven't been having any problems while I was away, have you?"

She shook her head and glanced down at her swollen stomach with a smile. "The baby has been silent as of late. It is almost time... I just wish it could have been under better circumstances."

Her child... her first male child, was destined to become the keystone of the gods. The declining authority of the gods have started to worry them quite a bit. In order to reestablish their dominance on the world, they wished to create a being who could bind the world of humans to the world of the gods.

In the end, it had been decreed that her child would be that very keystone. It had saddened her greatly, knowing that her future child would only be a tool of her siblings, but what could she do? She was no fighter. It would be foolish of her to rebel. The best she could do would be to look out for her child from the sidelines.

Lugalbanda sighed. He wasn't as sad as she was, but he was far from pleased.

"Let us just be glad that we are having a child. Uruk is in desperate need of a new king. It would have been nice if we were allowed to directly guide him, though."

As a fellow minor god and a former king of Uruk, he knew just how hard it was being a king. The responsibilities of attending both the needs of the people and the will of the gods were numerous, enough to drive any normal person mad. It took a special mindset to put up with the amount of pressure such a title held.

He gave his wife a comforting pat. "Come. Let us quickly make dinner. I do not wish to let the meat go to waste." He said, earning an exasperated smile from his beloved as she slapped his hand away.

"Do not be saying those things if you aren't the one making the food." Ninsun declared as she began to walk into the palace. Her husband scowled at the jab to his manly pride. Loathe as he was to admit, he never actually learned how to cook for himself. It was the work of the servants to attend to his meals every day. Now that he was no longer king, it was regrettable that he could barely take care of himself without his wife.

Perhaps it was lucky that he had married a goddess who was known for her wisdom.

If he knew what she was about to do in order to save her child, he would reconsider.

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