The Goddess of Oaths

After the brief yet intense time with Lethe, we returned to the wedding hall with her slightly wobbling at my side.

“My stomach still feels sore…”
“Ahem…”

We hurried back as quickly as possible, ensuring that none of the gods would notice anything unusual…

“Where have you two been rushing off to?”
“Wha—! St-Styx?”

The goddess Styx narrowed her eyes as she examined us, cautiously entering while holding hands.
With her arms crossed, she questioned us with the tone of someone catching Zeus in one of his infamous affairs.

“What were you …