Heart Of Ares
o and forget that he had helped the god of war. But he was still in
ured. He had small wounds and lacerations all over his body, althoug
her face. She was sewing one into her brow when the g
far as she could, but agai
just ... tr
ade the hair on the back o
always did, she was not a servant, she was a muse. And it should be treated as s
sent
by order o
e you one o
o
ood up, not without cu
ne with his
k
ilver table and poured himself ambrosia, drank
k to her side and letting her finish her work. He looked b
bing pain as the mu
id the redhead
endured much
red, remembering the
the god's wounds. It went from his lacerat
t was tied around his waist r
ow her nervousness. He couldn't, hi
g the muse to frown and
nts' work? I thought that Apollo's collecti
rvitude? Collection?
be brought to her. From then on I d
illing to attend to the gods, she seemed, annoyed. Maybe it wasn't ca
woman finished and
eone to clean and sell my wounds tomorr
ed her slowly, with that air of superiority so typical of hi
greem
Y
y. The fruit on her plate was intact and the
t you
not h
ping and dancing in the rain? Th
ake us fo
tures are truly maddening.
give mortals the inspirat
unnecessary thing in which
mean she was stupid, that man could kill her just by squeezing her between his hands. He withd
, I hear the heavy
to the window "And don't even think about escaping thr
pproved" She released scathing and haughty, if he wasn't going to respect her, she didn't h
fro
at have you done to deserve such
trusting me, and he's right because the moment he gets careless
ad never heard that a muse did not want to
king at the garden where birds, butterflies, fire
d trying not to seem too i
was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. My jaw clenched as he fel
wounds?" He asked trying to div
ime I did some mischief as a child, my punishment was to spend my af
es. He couldn't remember any goddess on Olympus who looked l
wered, looking up slow
the fairies?" He releas
she didn't act like the other muses and that's why s
? I mean, I know that for fairie
isio is my father. I'm bound to st
st opportunity. Fae were not tame creatures, they were wild and free, like birds, if you held them f
t was a difficult situation for the redhead. Aft
I think that by tomorrow you will be
erged from the war god's chambers with her fiery hair flying behind her.
X
ut you" Nastia said as soon as she sa
can take ca
d of war. The bravest and cruelest of
k to do more than co
d you're here,
east the other muses were courteous to her and they did not make her less for not being entirely Olympian. He thou
t? Oh no, I'm
s the weekly meeting of Apo
tten. It's just t
oment, the muse of the drama look
. We have been so
hours. In which I spend most of my time asleep. Truth b
e muse of the drama "Oh, my gi
her to the tub where the other
ut when she saw the attention she received,
, that horrible monster
ey, you're
formance of the muses and left there, there