Consumed By The Ocean💙

11. The Goddess

I stood in front of the mirror, in a blue flowy gown, all ready to be executed. Cassie was making sure that I looked perfect for getting killed and gave my look the last touches it required. She backed away and said while admiring me through the mirror 'You look as magnificent as a Queen, My lady.'

I gave her a faint smile and exactly at that time the Evil Prince entered the room, all dressed in his demonic violet Ionian attire with scales tightly hugging his muscles and an iron armour completely hugging him. 

It was awkward between us, at least for me. I mean I was about to be killed and he was going to kill me so yeah it was awkward. 

'All ready to be the next King?' I asked with a nervous laughter. He didn't look up and went to take his dagger from the table. He replied with another question while putting the dagger against his belt 'All ready to be killed?'

'Excited as hell!' I replied with again a nervous laughter and that when he turned to look at me. The waves of the ocean in his eyes were directed towards me more as he narrowed his eyes. 

'I fail to understand you.' he said while taking slow steps towards me. I didn't move back, I stood my ground.

'What?' I asked in a low tone and he replied after clutching my left hand and showing my wrist to me 'What in your life made you suicidal?'

My eyes popped out of my socket. I looked at my wrist for the first time in these days. I had not looked at it while showering and when I used to be up there I always used to use concealer on it. Proofs of my failed suicide attempts.

Tears pooled in my eyes and Theseus's waited me to tell him the reason. 

'I was never enough for my Mother. She loved my Dad so much that she was not ready to leave that stupid island for him. And I thought I perhaps reminded her of him. So I...' I choked on my own voice and did not attempt to speak further.

'But after that I met my grandparents and I was......fine.' I said the last word like a whisper, as if he cared if I was fine or not.

'So what is making you suicidal now, human?' he asked me in a cold tone.

'I'm sorry. What?'

'Why are you so accepting towards your death?' he asked the same question he had asked me few days ago. I freed my hand forcefully from his hand, under his angry glare. He was probably sensing some trap in my calmness. So I decided to serve him the truth.

'Listen. My life is worthless...' and I swear he flinched on that but covered it quickly. '......And you'll have the Kingdom either by killing me today or by killing thousands including me and parents some other day. So it is better that you get what you want by killing me and your father today. And not that you'll ever feel guilty about it but still let me tell you........I've wanted to die since forever.'

He just stared at me, his angry glare was now replaced by a cold look. He backed away a little and said in a tone filled with arrogance. 'You are sacrificing yourself for my benefit. I owe you a promise. Ask for anything and it'll be granted!'

He almost sounded like some  God......almost like how you could imagine Zeus would address a mortal. 

I inhaled shakily and held out my hand for him. 'Promise me......When I die, my parents should live.......and they should be allowed to live together.'

I saw disappointment in his eyes. It was clear he wanted to human from above world in his realm. But he was a man of his word. So he lifted his hand and held mine. 'I give my word.'

He did not leave my hand after that. I did not want to leave his hand either. He held my hand completely by intertwining our fingers and made our way to leave.