And this is why Andy is a good guy. He takes such good care of his staff. Eugenius is scum.
“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
I’ve had Ilias reporting to me, in secret, for the last few weeks. I haven’t asked him to give the names of those others assigned to follow Ismene-Eirene. But he has at least assured me that none of them observe her while she’s inside her home. So all private moments are kept that way. He realized I’d kill him and every other soldier sent to spy on her if they observed her in private. As for the Pompeius brothers, I instructed Hypatos to find and retrieve the gold-enchanted sword. So far, he hasn’t found it, but I’m waiting impatiently. I want to put an end to them. Just knowing they are out there sets me on edge. Today I had a visit scheduled with my father. I want to dig up something. I can get him to admit to anything illicit regarding Ismene-Eirene. I don’t think he suspects anything. If anything, he was eager for this visit, probably to discuss my marriage prospects. As I entered his retirement home, I stopped hearing voices from his office. “What do you mean void!? You’re the
“For your nuptials to Amilios." I grounded out. The very sentence left a bad taste in my mouth. I'm sure I'd have hated saying those words no matter whom Ismene-Eirene married. But something about it being Amilios, the brother of Zeno, served to piss me off more. Zeno only wants to secure control over her family's business, and her parents only want to ensure she marries someone in Poseidon House, all the better that he's related to the current Poseidon. I hate the idea that she was married over to that oatmeal of a man for political gain. Ismene-Eirene giggled. She laughed at me. Why is she giggling at me? Does she find this amusing? Just what I need today. She thinks my jealousy is entertaining. Fuck I am jealous, aren't I? I'm jealous that Amilios married her. I'm jealous that this will mean I get even less time with her. I'm jealous because even if it's a political marriage, she has the chance of being happy, and it's not with me. "Androkles. I'm…. I'm not whom Amilios married.
Before I went to bed last night, I prayed for the souls of Lady Kyltië and her child. I may not have known her nor been part of House Ares, but it is still tragic. She was not much older than me. So to not only die so young but to die while trying to bring a new life into this world? A life that also didn’t make it. I couldn’t help but feel sorrow. I hadn’t slept well last night, plagued by nightmares. Often my nightmares are of the chimera. But last night, it wasn’t. I don’t know the source, but an intense power engulfed the city and the world burning everything. I’d woken in a sweat. I don’t know what the nightmare meant, but I know it was not a good omen. And in my heart, something told me that I was the one who could stop it. “Miss…" Rea called, hurrying into my room. I furrowed my brow. What was Rea doing here at this hour? Shouldn’t she be at home still warm and safe in her bed with her new husband? “Rea? Why are you here at this hour? Shouldn’t you be home with your husband?