*facepalm* Daphne needs to learn to accept rejection.
“Once was more than enough.” I shuddered, remembering the first time I walked in on them getting frisky. There are some things I don’t need to or want to know, let alone see. It’s bad enough that I know Dio has a sex life; I never wanted to see it myself. It may not have been worse than catching my father or Eugenius with a lover, but it’s still up there on the gross scale. “She still hates me because of that. You, she forgave because you’re her soul mate and husband. Also, eww.” I wrinkled my nose, looking at the table, terrified at how many times he’s fucked her on the table. I have been eating at this table every Sunday since he took over as Lord Zeus. And he married Kallisto that same year. I don’t want to do the math of how many times they could have had sex on this table. Possibly even at the spot where I sit. I felt my stomach churn. I’m not sure the staff here could clean this table enough to eliminate such stains. “I hope you have this table thoroughly cleaned.” I sighed.
“Miss? Your parents have requested to see you.” a servant called out to me from where I was walking with Alexis outside. He had grown so much in the last six weeks, and I don’t mean in just size. He’s still the curious and rambunctious pup he was, but now he’s more vigilant, alert, and disciplined. He had been doing well in his basic obedience training. I don’t doubt that when we begin his training as my seeing-eye dog, he will excel at it. “Oh? Has something happened?” I asked, turning my head as she sounded happy. “I would consider it something good, Miss. You will need to decide for yourself,” she answered. “Very well. Come, Alexis.” I said, giving the command to Alexis as I turned to where I knew the house would be. Alexis quickly followed and walked just slightly ahead of me up the path. I was curious to know what my parents wanted to see me about. I hoped it was news of Rae. She’d written recently saying she was much better and expected to be able to return to my service soo
I still haven’t had a chance to talk to Helene about Ambrosia, and it’s getting late. I’d wasted most of my day with paperwork to not think about Zeno sending his damn brother to court Ismene-Eirene. Hypatos?” I called from my office, rubbing my eyes. “Yes, m’lord?” he answered, coming into my office. Hypatos was older, my father’s age, and had served under Eugenius for some time. But after becoming wounded and losing his right arm, Eugenius felt he had no use. So he got assigned to my staff. He’s been with me since I was ten. I still wonder if there was more to the apparent friction between them. “Can you call in Helene and Ambrosia?” I requested. “I want to settle this matter before I turn in for the night.” “Of course, m’lord. I’ll have them sent to you post haste.” Hypatos bowed before leaving. I had to wonder, is Hypatos one of Dio’s informants? It’s possible. Hypatos may be pledged to Ares, but his father was both pledged to Zeus. I shook my head. I shouldn’t bother trying
“My… relationship with Ambrosia?” Kostis repeated. All color drained from his face as he started to tremble. Based on what Ambrosia said, he knew of Eugenius’ favor of her. He probably thinks he was called in here for an official challenge from Eugenius or me on the matter. Honestly, he looked like he might shit himself any second now. “Yes. Congratulations, you aren’t deaf. Ambrosia, the servant on my staff. I’m sure you are aware of her.” I said, folding my arms. “Well… there is no relationship, sir. But… did you say your staff? I thought she was working for Lord Ares.” he asked, stammering a little. He was worried about being caught having any relationship with a nymph, especially one he knew Eugenius had his eyes on. His eyes glanced around my office like he was waiting for Eugenius to step out any moment and declare his life forfeited or something along those lines. “Yes. I requested Ambrosia’s transfer to my household staff. And it is my understanding that there is a relatio
It’s been a month since Amilios started to call on me. Though, at this point, I don’t think it’s me he’s coming to see. Yes, he escorts me around the property and for walks in the city. But Rea is always with us. And even if he insists on having me hold his arm, which irks me since I am not inept and have Alexis, I can always sense his attention is more on Rea. And I know she finds him handsome. She gushes about him often, even though she’s trying to disguise it as encouraging me to be interested in him.As always, the highlights of my weeks are the two days I get to spend with Androkles. He isn’t overbearing in the way Amilios is. He is so encouraging of my independence. I think, in a way, for him, my getting more freedom holds more value than anything.
"Why does he want her followed?" Androkles demanded. Ilias gulped, trembling in fear, unable to look at Androkles, or me for that matter. "Who…who said that." He stammered as if trying to take back what he's already told us. "You were rather specific. You said 'she.' Who else is following her? Do you or others follow her when she's not with me?" Androkles questioned. I could tell by his tone that he was holding back much anger. "I... I do not know why. It is not for me to question the orders of Lord Ares." Ilias said. I feel bad for him. I know I shouldn't. He's been told to follow me, which should anger me as much as, if not more, it angers Andy. But I can't help but feel sympathy for Ilias. He is a soldier of Ares. His lord gave him a command, and he must obey no matter his personal feelings. I don't want to begin to imagine the consequences of disobedience in Ares House. "I repeat. Who else is following her? Do you or others follow her when she's not with me?" Androkles practi
I sat down under the tree I’d punched to wait. Mostly I tried to listen. I couldn’t hear what Ismene-Eirene and Ilias were saying. But if she called out for help, I would hear her and be ready. And if she calls out for help, Ilias will be dead. I don’t like this. And it isn’t like I have any authority or power over her. But I have to trust she can handle things herself. I raised my head as I heard footsteps right before Alexis started nudging me with his muzzle giving a bark to indicate he had found me. “So?” I asked, looking up at her. The way the rays of the sun filtered down through the trees made her seem to glow. She’s beautiful. Wait, why am I thinking that? Focus, dumbass. She patted Alexis, then reached over, placing a hand on my shoulder. “It wasn’t just Lord Ares that gave the order. It was Lord Nikos as well. And apparently, they hired five- people. Ilias couldn’t see their Houses, but they all had armor with the symbol of a hydra. Five brothers, he thinks.” she explain
I sighed as Androkles left. Turning my attention back to Amilios, I removed my hand from his arm. “Will you kindly not do that,” I said as politely as possible, walking past him into the house. Alexis growled softly when passing Amilios. I wonder if he reflects my or Androkles’ feelings. “Not do what, Miss? I was giving you my arm to help you find your way.” Amilios questioned, honestly clueless as to why I was annoyed. “That is not necessary. I know the layout of my own home. And with Alexis, even if he is not fully trained as my seeing-eye dog, I can find my way anywhere in the city without needing someone’s arm.” I stated. “Yet you walked up on the destroyer’s arm.” Amilios pointed out. I know that he doesn’t know Andy the way I do. And that, like most, he sees him that way. But it angers me to hear him so casually call him that. “Don’t you dare call him that!” I rounded on Amilios in my anger. “But it is what he is. The prophecy even says so. My brother is certain he is.” Am