Thief Of Truth's Heart

Chapter 38

Standing to a side in the long corridor, Atlanta beamed with pride as she watched her friends from her temple continue to train with swords with near expert moves.

Well, it seemed that her heavy influence had corrupted those innocent children.

Oops.

"My Lady!! You have come!!", fourteen year old Neander cried out with glee, bowing quickly to the Olympian Goddess before hugging her.

Atlanta smiled as she hugged back her brunette Temple Priest.

"It is an honor having you here again, my Lady.", fourteen years old Neoma said with a smile, putting her sword away for the time being before glaring holes at the back of her partner's head.

Chuckling, Atlanta nodded to her. "Hello to you too, my little priestess. I am afraid that glaring at Neander will not serve any purpose at all. I hope that everything has been going on smoothly?"

Neander stepped back from the embrace and walked back to his partner. Nodding, they both replied at the same time. "Of course, My Lady. Your Godly Essence swirling through the Temple has made the job even easier. It seems to have a mind of its own and guides us through our everyday tasks. It's all going good."

Atlanta smiled and walked up to the duo before pulling her Priestess into a warm hug. "You two seem to have everything handled here. Now, are you two still in denial about each other's feelings?"

The dark haired Priestess blushed fiercely. "I don't like him!! He's stupid!! Neander even eats up all my desserts without asking me!!!"

Neander made a face back. "Who said that I liked you either? You are always pestering me about my table manners and proper etiquette and whatnot. Which mad man likes that?"

A distant voice rang out through the garden immediately, belonging to one of the older temple servants. "You, of course!!"

Neander turned back to glare at the distant figure of the smug looking twenty three years old boy with a furious blush on his cheeks and a loud yell to match. "Traitor!!"

The rest of them smirked in response before bowing to their Patron Goddess and going back to their training. They all had a bet regarding when their Priest and Priestess would get together.

Atlanta merely laughed in response. "I take it that your denial still goes strong then. Personally speaking, I would prefer you both to wait until at least two more years before you become a couple. I have a pretty few drachmas placed on you two, you know? That way I make money, and you two are also happy. But hey, no pressure. Take your own sweet time."

"My Lady!! You also?!", the duo called out with horror written on their faces at their Patron's teasing.

"You two are cute.", Atlanta declared with a smile. "Now tell me, are the rest of the chores for the day completed?"

They nodded at the same time. "Yes My Lady."

Atlanta grinned. "Nice. It's been a while since I had the opportunity to come down here myself with time to spare, I am afraid. How about I can teach you girls some Atlantean dance moves as well?"

"And us boys?", Neander asked hopefully.

"Die in a ditch.", Neoma replied without a pause.

Neander looked at his partner with disdain. "And you all want me to get together with her?!!"

"This is merely payback for the pink hair prank you tried to pull today morning!!", Neoma screamed back.

Atlanta looked on with wonder before tilting her head down to whisper in the ear of one of the boys nearby. "Soulmates, I say."