I Was Forced To Quit Being a Nun and Get Married Because of a Divine Oracle ~the Wise Prince Who I A

Chapter 56: Final Chapter: The most secure place in the world for me

The world is much more forgetful than we think, and history is often painted over, burying the truth in darkness.

Where was my hometown? I have already forgotten. I vaguely remember my mother, but that’s all. Everyone, including myself, has completely forgotten about my life before I became Eleni Athanasia Sipunimo. Suddenly, I appeared in the history of the Styx Kingdom and became the wife of the unparalleled genius king, Athanasios. Perhaps some public records remain about my involvement with the oracle, but no one will ever know what kind of person I was. Despite being a queen, I went to the Taberna in the castle town to buy Calamarachia Tiganita, and ran around helping people in need with the knights of the Lethe temple. I even took naps in the sacred Arche of Apeiron. Such things may remain in the memories of people of that time, but they will surely not be recorded.

Today, I am chatting with Thanasios on the sofa in the study. When I get sleepy, he takes me to bed. At times like this, he says this.

“You haven’t gained weight yet. You need to eat more, or I won’t be able to use your lap as a pillow.”

I always think that he should treat me more like a lady.

To Thanasios, I am still the little girl he raised. Of course, I am his wife now, and we already have three children. However, Thanasios never changes his attitude towards me. He strokes my shiny golden hair, puts his arms around my back, which has become softer to the touch, and kisses my made-up face.

In the soft bed and feather duvet that sink into my body, I snuggle up to Thanasios, who sleeps next to me, and curl up to sleep.

This is the most reassuring place in the world for me. I can forget everything and think that it’s okay.

Because…

“Eleni, come and receive the oracle!”

“Eleni, for the next offering, we want sweet treats.”

It’s because the noisy gods always speak directly to my head. At night, they read the atmosphere, but during the day, their voices echo without question. I can’t help but think that they should speak to devout believers instead of just me, a non-believer.

Besides, I haven’t prayed since then. I no longer feel the need to do so.

I probably know the reason why.

Both the main god Styx and the Goddess of Forgetfulness, Lethe, seem to think of me as a friend or something. It’s strange to pray to a friend, and it creates a certain distance between us.

Also, I feel like I made a wish to the main god Styx. What was it? I prayed about my brother-in-law Helios, but was there anything else?

I don’t know. But I don’t think it’s a big deal.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter.

I fell asleep again today in Thanasios’s arms.

(The end)