I was dumbfounded, my breath catching in my throat as I stood before the Moon Goddess Temple.

Its ancient stones seemed to hold the weight of centuries of whispered prayers and quiet hopes. The air around me felt charged, as if the temple itself held some mystical power. I could feel the rapid, erratic beating of my heart. Its rhythm echoed in my ears, a testament to the mixture of anticipation and anxiety that churned within my soul.

I knew what I was here to do.

I want to know if Hestia's really Zarion's mate. But now, faced with the reality of it all, a flurry of doubt swept over...