Love Me, Fair Empress

Betrayed and heartbroken, Hera felt the need for revenge. An Empress shouldn't stand so weak before her prey and she'll do anything to trample on those that had made her suffer. “Why hast it that you think you can live without me, Gavryll? After I, Hera had held the responsibility to put your name on the skies. Does it ever get lonely during your leisure with her in the skies I own?” Hera once was timid, she was a young woman who only knew how to submit to who was older and above her. Amraphel who was her greatest friend never adored this manner of hers, he couldn't bear it every time she would let others steal hope from her gashed heart. The treason of her beloved rose Hera to shed the coat and come alive for a new version. With the help of Amraphel, Hera strived to perform revenge as retaliation for her suffering. Yet still, it seemed that Hera had forgotten who picked her back up her feet. That person had long loitered, waiting to be loved back by his fair Empress. “Love me, fair Empress. I beg you, please forget me not...” Cover not mine!