My Sun-God Fiancé Put Me on Trial, So I Chose Hades

My fiancé Elian put me on trial before Olympus, accusing me of releasing the black mist of Tartarus and leaving Delphi's saint, Seraphina, trapped in an endless sleep. Everyone believed I was a jealous sinner who had destroyed the saint out of envy. But when the Loom of Fate pulled out my lifeline inch by inch, they finally saw the truth: I had lost my voice, broken my moon wings, and carried the abyss brand to save her, and to protect the very man who judged me. When the last inch of my lifeline faded, Hades opened the gates of the Underworld and caught my soul in his own hands. Later, I returned to Olympus as the judge of the Underworld, put the false saint on trial, abandoned the son of Apollo, and became Hades's bride.