Chapter 9: The Ego (Revenge?)

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{..., Dia Panakeia.}

A bright white light admitted softly from Bell as his wounds started to heal.

" This will heal you" The man named Fels, said

Bell nodded "Thank you."

Bell, Fels, and Hestia were in A large room.
it was decently sized complete with lights, a closet, and two beds. The walls were painted bright white with the ceiling a light shade of sky blue. Bell could tell the room was well-maintained.

" I once again apologize... Ouranos will answer your questions tomorrow when your injuries are healed." Fels bowed his head. "First, get some sleep."

Hestia sat down on the first bed and furred her brow.

" Sure..." She said skeptically.

and with that, the man exited the room.

As silence passed between Bell and Hestia.

Hestia was the first one to talk

" so... what happened back there?"

Bell thought, 'Back there...she might mean the pub.'

He had left her there without an explanation. Although be it a dire situation. It still scared her to death.

" What happened to you?" Hestia said looking down at the shag carpet.

" I'm not sure," Bell said as if he was trying to understand all of it himself. " I think my body-"

"N-Not that."

Hestia's voice trembled.

Bell's eyebrows shot up

" What...no why is this happening to you?"

Bell turned towards his goddess. She was still looking at the floor.

"Why...Why...Why...?"

She gripped the hem of her dress

and less than two days her and her child's world has been turned upside down. and when they were at the pub...

"... I... thought I"

Tears poured endlessly. She put her hands on her eyes.

"... lost yo-"

A hand wrapped around her wrist and pulled her up suddenly.

She was done, embraced within Bell's arms. with this Hestia now felt her child's warmth.

"It's all right" he spoke softly. " I'm here."

"Ah..."

Hestia continued to cry into Bell's arms. Not even the gods knew how long they stayed like that.

However, all things must come to an end and eventually, Hestia finished praying.

they pulled apart from each other and stared at one another.

"..."

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