even a god-king can bleed
She didn't care about what the ebony woman said. It was all heard, though it went in one ear and out the other. None of this pertained to her. She had only one mission here, and that was to show and tell. The none essentials would be dismissed, leaving behind on the Olympians. Her face would remain stoney, despite Apollo's obvious distress and anger that she was here. Her gaze remained focused on the alpha pair. The Queen took no notice of her and her child. However, the russet King seemed to notice. She struggled to keep a smile off her face, though her lips still twitched. He would rise, moving forward with purpose and aggression. Muscles would flex, preparing for a fight. She would defend her adoptive son to her dying breathe. But the aggression was for her, not yet at least. A paw would lift and pull Hypnos farther under her and closer to her belly. Her eyes would lock in on the scene as it unfolded. The King approached another man, Charon, another lower Olympus. She would be next no doubt. Excitement quivered in her bones as she waited. His gaze would flicker to her, lips curling as a growl left his maw. Clearly he did not welcome them, though they were family and they did still have a place within the pack, whether or not he liked it.
Her gaze would slide to Apollo, a brow lifting ever so slightly. This would be the ultimate test. Was he truly on her side? Did he truly care for her as he claimed? Standing beside her would only deepen the wedge between him and his parents. It would be quite the scandal. A higher Olympus beside a lower Olympus. Oh this was only the beginning. It was a leap of faith trusting that he would not let harm to come either of them, a small part of her was nervous, would he protect them? Of course. |