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I smile, “What do you suggest?”
“You may have free range of the grounds during the day.” Lifting the blanket on the sofa, he sits beside me as he asks, “How does that sound?
Once he is settled, I lean into his warm form and ask, “Why should I not be outside alone in the dark?”
Apollo sighs, “Enemies of the sun lurk in the dark. Foul creatures. Worse than you can imagine.”
I raise an eyebrow, “But your twin sister is a Goddess of the Moon.”
A calculating expression spreads across his face, “Regardless, the night is cover for my enemies. My sister’s is one of the only lights in the night sky. The only source that gives us the ability to find those bad actors.”
Pausing, he mulls over his words.
“Speaking of my sister, Artemis has told me that you want access to the apothecary, books, and the garden” Apollo grins mischievously.
My eyes widened slightly, “Yes?”
“So it will be done,” he mutters while grinning. “Not that you’d have necessarily listened to me telling you no.”
I smiled wide as he winked at me.
Pursing my lips, I look over to him. A single dimple appears on his cheek. “I have notified the keeper of recorders that you're permitted in any section to bring tomes back to your room in order for you to continue your research,” he explains.
“Really?” I question as my eyes light up.
During previous expeditions to that wonderful room, I was always having to duck away from the shrew record keeper.
“Thank you! I can’t wait to explore your collection and the rest of the grounds.” Smiling, I try to avoid admitting to breaking his rules.
“Funny, as if you haven’t seen the majority of my palace,” he scoffs. Apollo rolls his eyes, his voice drops low, “You and your proclivity for finding trouble is remarkable.
Scrunching my nose, “That’s why you keep me around.”
“I keep you around for more than that.” Apollo freezes, silently looking down on me.
When night came, Apollo fixed us another wonderful meal.
I’m still more than a bit shocked that he knows how to not just cook but cook well.
He damn near puts the chefs in his own palace to shame.
Walking out arm and arm, Apollo and I decide that tonight is the perfect evening for a bit of stargazing.
The wind was hardly blowing. The temperature was a cool but comfortable temperature. Especially when I can curl up against my own personal heater of a sun god if I get chilly.
Apollo sets down the drinks and spreads out the blanket. “Do you want pillows and blankets?”
“Yes, that would be great. Want me to run inside and get them?
“No,” he snaps his fingers. Blankets and pillows fell on the picnic blanket. “I got it.”
“Artemis says—”
“I know what my twin says,” Apollo pops the cork to the wine bottle. Pouring some in each glass. “But I don't want anyone else's name on your lips.”
Gods.
Why am I so nervous?
