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“Lord of the Sun,” booms the leader. “We’re here to claim what’s rightfully our master’s. Tonight, you're destined for Tartarus with the other treasonous gods.”
Apollo looks inches from losing consciousness at the foot of his throne.
The abdominal pain, the seizing, and the respiratory distress all ring bells in my mind. Knowledge from not so long ago. The chemical which could lethally poison a human in minutes. Simply touching the compound without protection causes death in most humans. Even for the gods, it’s said to impair them greatly. That and even worse is capable if Chiron is to be believed.
Quicksilver: the God Killer.
Damn it. Now what? My morals fight with each other. Leaving under the cover of a coup would be an ideal way to escape. On the other hand, quicksilver is a violent poison. Even for the gods. Does my kidnapper deserve that?
This isn’t going as expected. I should be out of the city by now. Departing on my adventure to regain autonomy of my life. On one hand, I have no obligation to Apollo as my abductor especially with his hot head nature… but with everything that I have learned about his family, it's no wonder why he can be a bit abrasive.
Deep down I can see the good in him that aches to come out.
Part of me wonders if I can change him.
Help him grow.
Help him learn from the mistakes of his parents.
Maybe then I could almost love him.
Turning back to the castle, I swear loudly. “That malaka better not make me regret this.”
Searching the streets, along the way back to the palace, I looked for signs of the one who gave me this vision. The satyr is nowhere to be seen. The street has substantially cleared out from before my vision.
“Apollo, you better not waste my shot,” I groan. Turning back toward the castle, my skin crawls. Passing apartments, townhomes, and shops, everything felt like it was in slow motion. Reminding me of running through a bog.
I'm making a mistake.
Jove help me.
Sprinting toward the castle, civilians of Caelum pull away from me in fear. None daring to get in my way.
I'm a mortal on a mission.
The closer I get to the castle, the more concerned I'm about guards. People don’t go running about the capital city. Immortals don’t need to rush like mortals. Immortals have all the time in the world.
Ducking into the dark alleyway, I don’t see guards at the entrance to the caverns. Throwing open the gated door, I spring into action.
Sprinting down those stairs, I look for the subtle signs of the door. Pressing my hand approximately where I remember it to be, I hear an audible click as it swings open. Pulling it closed behind me, I start opening any door that I can find.
Library, no.
Formal dining room, no.
Apollo’s office, interesting but not what I'm looking for.
Where in this god forsaken castle is the Throne Room?
Why can’t they label the rooms?
Or provide a complimentary map.
Throwing open doors on the main level, I strike out repeatedly. Storage rooms, locked doors, the kitchen, and more.
Everything but what I need.
Bursting through another door, I’m greeted with a packed room.
