Eight years of exile began with betrayal: my brother drugged me, gave me to a shepherd, and took my engagement and fiancé to hand them to Phoebe, the true daughter. I survived by killing the man responsible, then vanished into the desert and raised eight divine children. But when my family later demanded I slay them and tried to disgrace me, the gods and the War God answered my call. The prince, my brother, and Phoebe were punished, and I was crowned high priest—leaving the past behind for good.