Chapter 177 The Day the Goddess Suffers

Several days later, on the lush deserted island.

The rosy twilight bathed the island, and the sea breeze brushed gently.

In the sleeping chamber, Thetis let out a soft murmur, awakening from her slumber, stretching her limbs within the confines of a giant clamshell.

The stiffness of her divine power and the weakness of her body jolted her to the realization of her predicament, prompting her to sit up and open her eyes to assess herself and her surroundings.

Thankfully, nothing was amiss.

Her neatly dressed attire, the familiar furnishings of the room, and the lack of any trace of an outsider's presence, allowed the Ocean Goddess to breathe a sigh of relief. Her tense body relaxed against the clamshell, and a trace of fondness grew inside her for a certain figure who annoyed yet amused her.

That little rascal, though flippant in his ways, at least had some integrity, truly not taking advantage of one in a vulnerable state.