"They punished her for being inconvenient. I'm going to make her the most inconvenient thing in my life and never let her leave."
—Koshin, God of Discord
I learned that honesty gets you hit.
I told the truth anyway.
Now the House of Coin wants to marry me off and lock me down. My family calls me inconvenient. The gods call it disrespect.
Then I speak in the wrong room and catch the attention of Koshin, the God of Discord.
He doesn't rescue me. He takes me—because Coin thinks they own me, and he's never met a lie he didn't want to burn down.
I don't trust him. I don't worship him. I'm not afraid of him the way people expect.
But he doesn't flinch when I tell the truth. And in a world built on pretty lies and divine politics, that might be the most dangerous thing about him.
Divine Houses rule like crime families. A mortal woman refuses to bend. A god who sees through every lie decides she's his.
Some bonds aren't chosen. Some obsessions don't ask permission.