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‘Mortal Woman Kidnapped and Killed While Escaping from her Original Abductor.’
“Going somewhere?” asks a deep gravelly voice cuts through my pity parade. Whilst memorizing the voice of my second abductor, I release the tension in my back.
I know that voice.
Oh, thank goodness. It's Uncle Ov.
“OV! You scared the shit out of me.” Turning into him, I smack his hands away from me.
Two guards flank him along with a brown-haired servant that I have seen a couple of times before.
What was his name again?
I can’t remember.
Both of the guards have swords with old blades. They’re as dark as night. From a material that I can’t identify.
Turning my attention from them, I take a sweep of my surroundings. Not fully sure of what I'm up against nor where I'm exactly going.
Even during the day, the shadows in this alley make it feel like the witching hour. Casting dark shadows all around us.
The shadows on Ov almost make him look evil.
Uncle Overlord.
Hahaha.
“I need to get going. It was good to see all of you,” I whisper as I pull away from the middle-aged god. A guard steps into my path. Blocking my exit.
Uncle knows.
Knows that I shouldn’t be out here and shouldn’t be fleeing from his nephew. Nodding slowly, he states, “Let’s sit down for some tea. I find a good brew and a couple of moments to catch up with your thoughts does a lot of good for both the mind and soul.”
This was not a request. It was an instruction. One that I won’t easily be able to get out of.
“Lead the way.” I shrug as I look over my shoulder at the crowds of the divine near me.
Extending his elbow, I reluctantly wrap my hands around the offered bicep. Ov leans over to my ear, his breath warm on my neck as he asks, “What were your plans for the day?”
Gods, he was too close. Uncomfortably so.
But I need to take it. To appear unbothered by this whole ordeal.
“I’m just out exploring.” Lies. I know it and so does Ov. “To see the city that I have been living in for months.” Eyeing the guards, I watch the looming figures of men who likely would expose my transgressions to Apollo.
“No worries my dear.” As though he could sense my apprehension. “Come sit with me at the restaurant and they’ll keep your appearance a secret to my nephew,” chuckles Ov. Uncle pulls at his long beard. Stroking it, the middle-aged god plays with the ornaments in his beard.
Though I feel the urge to call out Uncle and ask how I know that the guards will abide by his word and forsake their oaths to Apollo, I hold my tongue. It’s not my place to question. Sure, they may give me up anyways but that’s the risk that I will have to take.
In the court of the gods, knowledge is power.
Chuckling softly, Uncle asks me, “So do you like shopping or do you’ve a penchant for travel?”
“What can I say, wanderlust fills my veins.” This was probably the most truthful statement that I have told him today. “I hate feeling like I'm contained.”
Pushing along the street, most avert their eyes. Giving only the slightest of bows in respect to Uncle while still being nearly unnoticeable. Everything felt rehearsed, giving me the impression that this isn’t their first-time seeing Uncle out in the town. Ov asks, “Why is that?”
Walking down the sidewalks, I feel the buzz of people around me. Nymphs, satyrs, and other mythical creatures push around me. Each busily hurrying off on their way.
