The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 808

Chapter 808: Hellfire Back To It’s Owner

The entire throne hall stirred with unrest. The deities began to murmur, then plead with rising panic.

"Sovereign, we can’t let that happen."

"The Deity of Fire had once sworn to destroy the Heaven Realm. If she gets the hellfire back, she’ll take her revenge!"

"Sovereign, we request you—do not let it happen!"

"Back then, we isolated the hellfire from her with the help of the Lord of Darkness and sealed it underground. We should do the same again."

"We cannot risk the safety of all three realms."

"Yes, my Sovereign. This time, the Heaven Realm must ensure no one can steal it—or covet it again."

Sierra had stolen it to save her daughter, while Isis had been coveting it all along.

Grianor looked at the gathered deities, his cold gaze sweeping across them as though each one stood guilty—irresponsible and selfish.

"It was an oath taken by the powerful deity herself," his voice echoed through the throne hall, calm but thunderous. "Do you believe that oath will remain unclaimed forever?

"It was all of us who caused her harm—who hurt her. If not today, then one day, she will fulfill that revenge. And you all know it.

"We should stop hiding behind the excuse of protecting the three realms. If they are meant to perish, then so be it. We cannot live in constant fear.

"Let’s put an end to it. These realms were formed once—if needed, the universe will create them again.

"And what are you all afraid of? Death? One day, all of us must cease to exist and return to the realm of nothingness. So why cling so desperately to your own lives?

"We must stop being selfish and stop protecting ourselves under the guise of protecting the realms."

The entire throne hall fell into heavy silence.

Because every word he spoke was truth.

They all knew it. A power like the Deity of Fire could not be suppressed forever. If they stopped her today, she would return tomorrow—with greater wrath.

"Our existence has a purpose—to live for others, not ourselves," Grianor said once more. "As the ruler of the Heaven Realm, today I declare to hand over the hellfire to its true owner—the Deity of Fire."

No one dared argue.

All of them, whether willing or unwilling, accepted it in silence.

Grianor turned to Draven. "I do believe you agree with me, God of War."

Draven offered an approving nod, then turned to Ember in Morpheus’ arms. He gently caressed her head and said, "Ember, you heard it right. This pain will stop once you reunite with the hellfire."

She barely opened her eyes and looked at him, her voice weak and trembling.

"I won’t be able to handle it... it’s too powerful... what if..."

"You can handle it," he assured her. "You’re strong, and unlike in the past, you have two powerful mates bound to your core. We’ll help you balance it.

"In the past, you were alone. But now, you have me and Morpheus. Both of our bonds with you will keep your core stable and won’t let the hellfire overpower you.

"But at the same time, you have to remain sane—and stop it from taking your mind. And I know you can do it."

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