Minerva

"My love… your mother is here." A beautiful woman with white hair and brown skin entered a tent made from a golden hide that rippled with breeze carried from a descending sunset as she spoke to a naked sleeping man curled around two large pillows, whose midnight black skin sparkled like onyx. 

"I know, let her wait, I want some shut-eye." Telmus grumbled and sank his face deeper into the pillow.

The silence that followed seemed to carry an endless amount of shock, before a hand that wanted to deliver a slap on his naked butt was halted as Telmus effortlessly stopped it with his own, "Don't, you would hurt your hand." he said.

She was a Dominator at the peak of the Third Great Circle, which was generally known as the strongest beings before reaching Earth god, and yet, she believed him.