Aphrodite POV
Well shit. Kalona's Thanatos' warrior. How much more bat- crap crazy can things get around here?
I perfect my make up in my vanity mirror. Ugh. I hate getting up early. Due to yesterdays craziness we'd all stayed at the House of night in our old rooms instead of going back to the depot. This I was glad for. I was reaally starting to miss my vichy shower. I can't wait to get one installed at the depot. After all, that is what credit cards are for. What is life without luxury?
I turn to look at Darius. Ever since he'd given me his warriors oath back and the Nun house we'd been even closer. There were still moments when I felt way too exposed but I trusted him. And he made me feel like the princess I pretended to be.
He must have sensed me staring. "Good morning, My Queen."
"Uh. Hey. Sorry, I was just...". Ugh. I'm flustered like a dumbass school girl. Fuck sake.
He grins and I'm dumbstruck by his hotness.
"It is quite alright. Are you feeling okay?"
"I'm good, just pissed off with all this random drama. Kalona...I kinda think Thanatos is mad for trusting him but whatever..."
"It is indeed unusual but we cannot question the decisions of a High Priestess, my beauty."
Sigh. I wish I really were a princess so that maybe people would listen to me when I tell them they're making the wrong decision.
"That's true. But get up we've gotta get to this ritual thing Thanatos is holding. For some reason I get the feeling a lot of people aren't gonna object to Kalona taking Dragon's place."