Blind Ten Years, I Leave the Saint for Mountains and Seas

On the day of my wedding to Patrick Henson, the Golden Saint. Selene, the Demon Sovereign, worked her art in front of everyone, melting the bridal robes off my body inch by inch, leaving me bare and exposed beneath the eyes of the whole immortal order. I could not bear the shame. I threw myself against a pillar, and though my ruined body clung to life, I was left blind for good. Everyone in the immortal order knew it: Patrick grieved over what had happened to me, and hated Selene, who had done the evil, with everything in him. He seized Selene and forced her, day after day, to kneel before my bed and atone. Ten full years, without a single break.