Pyrus: I'm not a hundred percent happy with this chapter, but it felt like it was needed. I still own nothing. Please enjoy.

Chapter 9: What To Do

Levy looked around the library...no it was her room. Not her bedroom, but it was her room with its calming blue walls and hundreds if not thousands of books. She ran her fingers over the tanned hides as she strolled up the stairs. She looked at herself as she approached her vanity and felt rather out of place in its reflection. She sat on the silver cushioned obsidian stool, her honey colored eyes still locked on her reflection.

Several handmaidens appeared behind her, golden flower adornments clashing against their pale skin. Two dark servants snapped the golden bracelets on her wrists. The weight of the gold felt like chains as Levy tried to take a deep breath, but it came out shallow and nervous. Hermes appeared behind her moving to place her golden floral headpiece in its rightful place, but Levy waved him off.

"Just….Just leave it there." she gestured to the bed.

Hermes did as he was instructed placing the golden flowers upon the pale green sheets. He pulled a large box out of his messenger bag and laid the white box atop the quirked an eyebrow at him in the mirror as several dark servants began fussing over her hair. Hermes opened the box and pulled a snow white cloak trimmed in gold out with a flourish. He made a show of bringing it toward Levy. He brushed the dark servants aside in order to drop the cloak upon her shoulders.

"A gift from Zeus." Hermes grinned. Levy's face remained neutral.

"Thank you for bringing it Jet." Levy's voice was no more than a whisper. "Now please leave so I can finish packing."

"As you wish" and just like that Hermes left the room. Two of the dark servants moved to the bed retrieving the snowy white box as well as a small blue bag. The girl snapped the silver clasp closed and lifted the bag, but its weight surprised the girl causing the bag to drop. The silver clasp burst open causing a dozen or so books to be cascaded across the floor.

"Lisanna," Levy called still watching everything in the mirror. "Please be careful with those." Lisanna dropped to her knees and slowly began repacking the bag. Several of the books dealt with with Roman & Greek myths, while others focused on foods, maps, and animals. Lisanna closed the case once again and stood her blue eyes met with Levy's.

"May I ask you something, Mi'lady?"

"Go ahead."

"Is this really your choice?" Lisanna asked before descending the stairs.

Levy whipped around to watch her leave confusion written clearly in her amber eyes. Didn't she want to stay? She had asked herself that question several times already. Levy's gaze set around the room only to settle and glare at the golden headpiece that glinted innocently in the fire light. How she loathed that choking, rule abiding, collar like object that made her nothing more than her mother's shadow. She knew that if she left she would never be allowed to be her own goddess, she would always be controlled by either her mother or Zeus.

Levy stood suddenly and snatched the headpiece off the bed. "Could she leave the one place she had ever been allowed to be herself?" she questioned staring into the fire reflecting off the gold metal. She imagined Hades with his long mane of black hair, ruby red eyes that teased her on so many occasions. The red eyes that had looked at her with such caring and such love that she felt like she would melt on the spot. Sure there was a darkness that hung about, but it was the Underworld she knew what she was getting herself into.

Her body twisted and she was ready to cast it out the window to melt in the pits of the Underworld, but something made her stop. Footsteps. Levy tossed the headpiece onto the bed just as Lisanna returned, no bag in her hands any longer.

"Mi'lady," she quipped as she bowed.

"Yes?"

"Hermes wishes to depart as soon as possible."

"Alright," Levy drifted toward Lisanna her snowy white and gold cloak rustling as she walked. Levy adjusted the cloak feeling the weight of the object for the first time.

"Your headpiece mi'lady."

Levy turned back to see the golden metal in Lisanna's hands. Levy stood there by the stairs, she could run but that wouldn't solve anything. After several long moments Levy allowed Lisanna to lead her back to the vanity. Levy once again sat down on the stool and Lisanna pick up a silver brush and began running it through Levy's short blue locks. Levy continued to silently watch as the girl polished the golden flowers till they shone. Lifeless honey eyes watched as the golden headpiece descended upon her head, until it stopped. Levy watched as if in slow motion Lisanna's pale hands moved to remove the purple flower from behind Levy's right ear. A spark filled Levy's eyes and she spun to her feet now facing a surprised Lisanna.

"No!" Levy snatched the flower back.

Levy ran, cradling her flower in her palms as she ran from her room from the dreaded golden headdress from her caged, controlled life as a minor goddess. She had to find him. She couldn't leave yet. Couldn't give up this freedom. She had to know she would see him again.

As Levy ran she past the sitting room where Hermes had been waiting for her. The red haired god quickly ran to the door a smile on his face at seeing her, but that quickly turned to surprise when he realized she wasn't stopping.

"Persephone!" came Hermes' yell as Levy blew past him ducking down another corridor.

Levy began to panic, she knew she couldn't outrun the messenger god. Without a second though she released the clasp that held the white and gold cloak so that it flutter and trailed behind her hitting its mark and entangling Hermes.

"My Lady!" someone yelled as Levy dodged around them.

"Where is Gajeel, Lily," Levy did not even skipping a beat.

"Dining Room. Follow me." Lily speed off ahead of Levy and she quickly followed him around the corner and down another hallway.

She couldn't leave, not yet.

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