The Stygian Prince Begged for the Bride He Forgot

I was meant to become the bride of Theron Erebius, the Stygian prince every house in Olympus feared. But before our sacred wedding covenant, my sister wore my robe, chose my crown, changed my hymn, and stood beside him as if she were the one blessed by Hera. Theron saw it all—and let it happen. So on the morning he came to escort his bride to the altar, the bridal chamber was empty. For the first time, the untouchable Stygian prince stood frozen before the gods, unable to believe his bride was truly gone.