"Vesta."
Neo muttered as he looked at her face, hearing his words, she tilted her head in confusion as she looked at him.
"Your name shall be Vesta."
Neo continued smiling as he caressed her face, hearing his words, her eyes shone like stars, the flames in her hair flared up, showing her emotions.
Vesta, the Roman counterpart of Hestia, although their divinity isn't related to blacksmithing, their divinity had relations with flames.
Plus, looking at her bright eyes, he felt like naming her after a goddess related to purity.
"Thank you, My Fiery Lord!!!!"
She shouted as she hugged his neck, her face right against his, his eyes looked directly at hers as he could feel her breath on his face.
Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down as he voiced out.
"You can let go of me now."
Hearing his words, she showed a little disappointment, but quickly cheered herself up with a swift motion; she let go of him.
