Chapter 37 – Garden
The darkness of the night had receded, the morning sun gracing the sky, blazing like a flaming yellow disk on white snow.
The early birds were already chirping, flying across the sky in search of their daily sustenance.
An inspiring sight, if one was willing to sit and think about it.
Ananke was not. Her whole attention was fixed on Isolde's room, where the couple was eating breakfast and glaring at each other.
Watching the scene, the Goddess — now labelled Queen of Fate by her Blessed — couldn't help but wish, just for a moment, for popcorn and a drink.
Even without it, she was thoroughly enjoying herself, laughing in a way she hadn't in a very long time.
"This is simply ridiculous." Cassius said, narrowing his eyes at Isolde. "How in the Queen's name can you not sleep without slamming your arms and legs into my face?"
"I did no such thing." Isolde hissed. "And I told you to keep your distance from me, didn't I?"
