Perhaps this shadowy determine was the one who had it out for Ov and me. “Are they related to the assaults?” I ask as my voice trembles.

“Unsure,” Apollo replies, clipping his phrases.

I groan. “How comforting. You’ve impeccable bedside manners. Who taught you?” Pausing, I catch myself earlier than asking if his dad taught him. With my dad, it might be a praise to be in comparison with him, however Apollo and Zeus weren’t the identical means. Being related to Zeus right here isn’t good.

In truth, some see it as a mark of evil.

He rolls his eyes at me all the identical. “Haha, very humorous,” he mutters snarkily. “You appear to be spending an excessive amount of time with my sister. I don’t keep in mind you being this mouthy.”

Artemis roars, “ME? You are the dangerous affect right here!”

“Are you saying that I wasn’t mouthy earlier than? Newsflash, I undoubtedly was.” I challenged him as I rolled my eyes.

The Solar God sees me as this wilting flower. One which if the world was too forceful, that I might crumble away into nothing.

However he was mistaken and I hate being underestimated.

Crossing my arms, I glare on the man. Pondering again to the night time Apollo and I met, he definitely ought to know this about me.

“The place’s the soldier?” Apollo asks as he ideas his head towards the shadow-stained floor.

I gestured to the pile of discarded garments and armor. “He was a distraction. His physique was made from shadows.”

The tan god paled, trying within the course of the heap, then turning again to me and Artemis, “That’s it, tomorrow we gained’t be attending the pageant in public. You two will stay in your rooms within the fort. I am going to head into city, fulfill my ceremonial roles after which return. When the suitable hour approaches, we are going to meet within the Throne Room,” he declares.

“What?” I groan. “That is my first equinox in Olympus and I’m going.”

“No means,” he shakes his head. His eyes look about as stone-like as his chest, “Far worse than shadows are lurking in my court docket and I’m not placing you in danger.”

That is one thing that he gained’t budge on.

Don’t fear, I give him a pouting glare. You gained’t need to.

Spring Equinox

Divine days soften round me. Not so simply estimated and counted. Mortal days have a definite starting, center, and conclusion like a narrative guide. Divine days are just like the wind pushing leaves throughout the horizon. Dancing within the sky, following the beck and name of the wind like music.

It felt like I had solely been away from my residence for weeks. But the Spring Equinox has arrived. Magic thrummed within the air. I couldn’t assist however roll over in my mattress and throw a pillow over my head. Goosebumps ripple from the feeling of magic throughout my pores and skin. Reminding me of somebody dragging feathers gently over my pores and skin.

Almost insufferable, I roll my hips beneath my blankets.

Rattling, why is magic affecting me like this?

Stretching, I do know what I would like. Craving to really feel the magic nearer, I crawl off the bed and stare out of the window. Pinpointing the realm on the town the place the magic appears to be thrumming from.

Vanishing in such a closely guarded fort can be practically unattainable. Particularly when the manor appears to be on such a strict lockdown from the latest assaults.

That’s, aside from the hidden passageways.

No, I warn myself. That’s not what I’m doing. I don’t need Apollo upset… Even when the pageant seems to be so fascinating and enjoyable.

Perhaps I can get my fill from afar from my window as an alternative.

Stepping towards the window, I watch minor gods and goddesses shuffling out and in of the courtyard in masquerade masks. The conventional clothes accustomed to the Apollo’s court docket have been deserted. The gang was all sporting shades of purple, white, and pink. Satyrs, nymphs and different creatures scattered amongst the crowds with sensible masks.

Masks…

I ponder if masks would make it tougher for the guards to seek out me, even when I had been capable of slip out?

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