𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐒.
The prematurely born daughter of Zeus and Hera has a lot on her hands, but as the newborn goddess of grace she shall take her duties with her namesake.
Bringing herself to Italy t...
Tilting my head up, I felt a flash of pure power course through my veins. Unlike anything else I had seen before, my life flashed before my eyes. All my best memories glowed with happiness. The sad ones didn't seem as bad as they were when it happened, either. Everything was peaceful, and I could be at peace.
All of that happiness shifted once Daddy held my hand in the air and cheered, "A new goddess is among us! To Callidora!"
"To Callidora!" Many of the gods and goddesses in the background cheered for me. I giggled before making my way over to Marcus, who planted a quick kiss on my head.
"You did wonderfully, my dear," he said, wrapping his arms around me. "My beautiful divine goddess mate. I wonder what this new step will entail. Perhaps a new job from up above or some new powers for you to exploit in the castle."
"I will not exploit anything, Marcus," I denied, crossing my arms. "So mean, Marcus. Always so mean to your beautiful divine goddess mate. Can you pass me some ambrosia? The cake?"
Marcus chuckled and handed me a plate. A few of my siblings laughed at our dynamic before grabbing some ambrosia for themselves. "Whatever will you do once those babies come out and you have no excuse as to why you cannot get your own ambrosia?"
"I'll make a new excuse," I snarked.
"Truly one of us," Artemis said, wrapping one of her arms around me before looking at Marcus. "You're dealing with a lifetime of service, Mr. Volturi, because she's high maintenance. I mean, have you seen how long it takes her to style her hair in the morning? We had to wait for hours while she-"
