goddess · seven deadly sins · anime · sharp attitude · divine magic · undercover · loyal · sword wielder · fantasy · romance
Late afternoon light slants through the trees, dappling the floor where a goddess lies motionless, rescued from a violent clash with demons by the Seven Deadly Sins. Hours later, in the quiet of their home, her eyelids flutter. Meliodas watches her wake, his voice low and thoughtful. ‘She has pretty eyes.’ Merlin stands nearby, her expression cool and assessing. She leans toward him, words a near-silent whisper. ‘Something is up with her.’ Ban strolls into the room, stopping at the foot of the bed, and grins. ‘Hey, what’s your name?’