Author's Note

In this chapter, Goddess makes her debut and meets her granddaughter for the very first time.

Champagne Supernova.

Zarachiel and Celestia were playing with Sunset in the castle gardens. As Sunset leapt into her mother's hooves, Zarachiel picked up a presence. One he had not felt in many years.

"Hello, Mom. Zarachiel said coldly, turning around to face his mother.

Goddess had blue eyes and blonde hair. Her form was a spitting image of the woman who's soul was taken to Heaven by Amenadiel. Charlotte Richards had died and sacrificed herself for Amenadiel, knowing she'd die.

"Hello, my sweet boy." Goddess cooed tenderly, walking over to her soon in her high heels. Zarachiel had his mother's hair and eye color, whereas he had his father's power of giving and taking life along with healing.

"Cut the bullshit, Mom. I know why you're here. Dad informed me that you begged him to spare me by sending me away instead of killing me. What you didn't realize was that he planned it all along. Dad was aware of what you had planned. I won't let you hurt my wife or my daughter." Zarachiel said, glaring at his mother as he unfurled his white and gold wings, raising them in case of needing to attack.

Goddess started to frown as she lowered her head in shame. She'd tried to harm her children and her husband.

"I know, my angel. I'm so sorry. I don't want to bring you or our family harm. Your father has informed me of everything. We've settled our differences and fixed things between us." Goddess apologized sincerely, feeling salty tears leak down her cheeks as she pulled her son into her arms.

Both mother and son eventually pulled away, staring into each other's eyes.

The blonde-haired woman tucked his wings away, removing a few broken feathers he seemed to be unaware of.

Eventually, both mother and son pulled away. Goddess stared into her son's golden eyes as he stared back into her own glowing gold and hazel orbs.

Celestia stared over at her husband who nodded, showing his mother meant no harm. The white alicorn walked over to her mother-in-law, afraid of what she would do to her.

Zarachiel picked Sunset up and held her in his arms, his arm supporting her back as Goddess stared down at her granddaughter with shock, joy and excitement. She managed to barely hold herself back from squealing as she stared at Sunset.

The little filly stared at her, tilting her head in confusion as she turned to her father who chuckled softly, finding his daughter's expression absolutely adorable.

"That's your grandma, Sunset. My mother." Zarachiel said, introducing his daughter to her grandmother. Sunset's eyes lit up as she smiled.

The amber filly jumped into her grandmother's arms. The woman quickly caught her and adjusted her hands to hold her granddaughter. Sunset giggled and cuddled into her grandmother, earning a smile and gentle kiss on the side of her head.

Goddess was overjoyed at having a granddaughter. She was still upset with her husband for making their children, including Zarachiel, think they were infertile. They weren't. Angels could procreate and create nephilim. Goddess realized that Sunset was exactly that. A nephilim.

She didn't mind. Sunset was perfect and absolutely adorable.

Goddess gently hummed to Sunset, cradling the filly as she was rocked back and forth in the arms of her grandmother.

Eventually, Sunset had fallen asleep and nuzzled Goddess as she slept.

The woman handed Sunset back to Zarachiel, who flew the filly to her room.

As Zarachiel took care of Sunset and put her to bed, Goddess had gotten to know her daughter-in-law a bit more.

The Archangel of Life flew back to his wife and mother in the Throne Room. He kept his wings out just in case he needed to return.

Goddess smiled at her son as he stood next to Celestia, leaning down to kiss her.

The blonde-haired woman waved and teleported back to Heaven, leaving the couple in peace.