Stay away from the gods. Don’t go to them or Godsden searching for us. Never enter yourself in the Veiling. Those are the promises I made to my parents when they left me in the custody of their best friend and his son. I’ve never uttered a prayer or worship to the powerful and selfish gods who sit in Godsden without a care in the realm for the rest of us. I’ve stayed far away from their joke of a “sacred” occasion known as the Veiling Day. Unlike the rest of the Valorian Veil I refuse to do the gods’ bidding to be given a chance to receive power that’s rightfully mine anyway. My disdain for the righteous beings is deeply rooted—which has made keeping my promises to my parents simple. Until a betrayal that cuts me just as deep as their abandonment upends my self-secluded life. Turns out…plans have been made for me. Plans I want no part of. Now I find myself standing with the very beings I despise—bound not only to their home