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Thalia POV

"Thalia Grace."

"Peter."

People scoffed as I purposely ignored his title.

"Explain."

"Greek gods. Do you know them?"

Peter and Edmund, who seated next to Peter, exchanged a look.

"More or less." Peter said uncertainly.

"Well, back on earth, they exist. And, well, how should I put this, um… they hook up with a couple of humans, and then their babies are demi-gods, meaning half god and half mortal."

"What are they like?" Lucy asked innocently.

"You're looking straight at one. So since the gods have more than one kid, except for Poseidon, Hades, or Zeus, there are a lot of demi-gods. Then there are monsters, who like killing us. So we have a camp where we are all grouped and safe. The end."

"Honestly, your explanation seems kind of… empty… I'm not sure to believe-"

"Why can't Poseidon, Zeus, or Hades have kids?" Edmund interrupted.

"They made an oath, but they all broke it, resulting in me having three cousins and a brother."

"And… who is your father?"

"Who do you think? Let me give you a hint: the gods of all the gods."

Peter let out a word which I can't write, since this story is rated K, but is a synonym to poop.

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I walked out of the council room, two guards by my side and my body-guard, Maulgrim, next to me, escorting me to my room. After making me solemnly swear that I was fighting on their side, he let me go. Lucy, Susan nor Edmund came to escort me. I scared them. Half of the council did stay a good meter from me, making their space very restrained. Nobody talked to me. Nobody did eye contact. No reassuring smile, no friendly wave, no gleeful "Hi"… nothing.

I was a monster to their eyes now.

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A knock came from my door, interrupting my quiet sobs. I looked horrible: Messy hair, red-eyed, tear-streaked cheeks, mascara and eyeliner, all of it, leaked down my cheeks. I quickly wiped the black marks off.

I opened the door slowly. I wouldn't be surprised if the person behind that door would run away screaming murder. I looked-

Edmund POV

-Beautiful. She was beautiful. Even with marks of tears, messy hair, and no makeup, she was the prettiest person I'd ever seen. And I lived with Susan.

As soon as she saw me, she fell into my arms. I closed the door behind me, as I entered, still holding her in my arms. I stroked her hair as I felt moisture on my shoulder were her head laid. She quickly wiped her eyes and looked down to her feet, like a punished little girl. I tilted her head up and placed a brief and soft kiss on her forehead, on her nose and brushed her lips gently. With a sigh, she rubbed her head into my chest and hugged me tight. I moved the tips of my fingers on her back.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I said, our comfortable silence shattered into an awkward and tense moment.

"How was I supposed to know how you guys would react? I just met you, I was confused. Back at home, we were in war. The first time I saw you, thought you were the enemy camp. And what told me you weren't going to kill me, or worse, lock me up." She said, immediately on the defensive.

I sighed as I sat onto the bed.

"Thalia. I understand. But afterwards, don't you think you could have told us? I mean we shared all of our war plans with you, and you kept everything from us."

"Well then, if I would of told you, that would of led to follow up questions about my life, which honestly, is not the best. You should know best, since you did exactly the same thing to me."

My face hardened. "You never asked."

"Neither did you."

"This is different, Thalia! Your powers, the existence of other gods, all of this, this is humongous!"

"Well quite honestly, betraying your own country, which changes quite bit of the perspective I have about you, is a big thing. Maybe you should have, you know, told me, so I wouldn't become your friend."

My blood boiled. "Oh, so now we're just friends? My past has that much of an importance? If it did, why didn't you bother telling me about yours? You could have prevented deaths of half of my men, yet you decided not to."

Her face expressed shock, hurt, regret, and shame. She hadn't thought of it that way.

"Well, if I had, you know, turned to the dark side and practically destroyed all the hope of a better day to my people, I would have mentioned it."

"Oh so I'm just supposed to go up to you and say, "Hi, I'm Edmund, and by the way, I betrayed Narnia a couple years back from now. But I came back to the good side afterwards."

"WELL SINCE I JUST SEEM TO CAUSE THE DEATH OF MORE PEOPLE, I GUESS I LET YOU AND YOUR STUPID ARMY GO AND KILL YOURSELVES TOMORROW."

"FINE."