In a palace owned by God Helion
In a room, in the library, to be precise, there were two women whose faces were similar to one another, like twins. A silver-haired girl seemed to be listening to the teacher's explanation carefully, while Goddess Avtexia had been explaining the subject beforehand.
The young lady did not seem to be taking notes at all, but to the right of the virgin was a parchment and quill that kept moving on their own, as if someone had bewitched them to write down everything the Sun Goddess had said. Atvertha watched all her mother's teaching and did not intend to ask questions yet.
“There is one thing mortals forget, especially when they are about to pray: they have to bring an offering. Humans must not come to us, the immortal god's and goddess empty-handed.
