The Temple of Hera Eats My Fiancés

Our city-state is a thousand miles from Mount Olympus.

But we have a custom. One that can never be broken.

Every girl about to be married… her fiancé must enter the Temple of Hera. Led by her father.

To ask for the goddess’s blessing.

If he walks out unharmed, it means the gods approve. A lifetime of happiness.

At twenty, my two younger sisters wore their bridal crowns.

They married the knights of their dreams.

But I'm thirty.

And still unmarried.

Because every fiancé who enters that temple… breaks our engagement the moment he comes out.