Wings

Chapter Ten

You were staying in a Red room waiting for the meeting about to commence. You were being careful with a jade of yours making sure not to give it energy or else it'll shatter. You were tempted to impregnate yourself, but you put it away quickly pushing away the urge. Valentine knocks on the door him opening it when he didn't hear an answer.

" I was worried for a second. Are you okay?"

" I guess I'm just stuck in my own head space trying to think over what's about to commence."

" It'll be fine your highness."

" Why do you keep calling me that?"

" Well, it isn't everyday you meet royalty, is it?"

You just laugh at him causing a blush at the fact you're smiling at him. He hates himself though for it for Diana's death was only a few weeks ago. They weren't mates, but they were close.

" You know, that looks good on you."

" What does?"

" Happiness."

You continue smiling as you leave your babies. One sprouts wings and attempts to fly to you though it can't directly get out of the closed container. You place a kiss on your fingers and touch the plastic promising to be back. Valentine just stood there amazed never having seen such a thing. He says nothing as you two leave them be two guards standing outside the door. You and Valentine make our way into the bar you trying to not to make a face at the God of Justice. He gets up from the table that was presented in the middle of the establishment. He grabs you by the hand giving it a kiss and apologizes for him allowing you to get hurt. You admit he's charming at least. You tried to be proper as possible as you tell him it wasn't his fault.

" Your sister is being represented of her charges. We would like to go over them while we're here. Lets get to the important matter at hand though."

He pulls out your seat line a gentleman. You feel his body heat as he pushes you in you trying to suppress a blush. Valentine takes a seat beside you his leg brushing against yours in almost jealous way. He quickly refrains it wondering what has gotten into him.

" Now. Lets talk about a peace treaty here. What are your demands your queen?"

" Are we sure I'll have the throne? What about my sister?"

" She is no God. Just a powerless immortal. She can't control the fae realm. The crown is passed onto you whether anyone likes it or not."

You take in the other Gods behind them one with a set of majestic horns while the other has a demon appearance his skin red as blood and eyes yellow like the sun. You wonder about their heritage, but immediately get back to the task at hand.

" What about my father's throne?"

" Yes. Your father.... What throne are you talking about?"

" Pan. The God of the wild."

He pauses as he thinks about what to say.

" Well, I suppose you'll have to be married twice. Is there anything else you would like to add in?"

" Thats all I am to my knowledge."

" I see. Arazle, please inform the others of this."

The man with the crimson skin nods leaving the bar to talk to the others. His form diminished as soon he took a step outside. You decide to bring up another topic.

" We're the demigods hurt badly from the battle?"

" Oh no. That small thing? I would call it more of a party. Some were badly injured, but we had everything under control."

" I wish you wouldn't address it as that. We lost some good men and women that day."

Valentine got a little angry at his comment.

" Ah! The son of Aphrodite and Loki. The scandal racing through the Gods world. Please tell me. What is it like to be a mistake?"

" You will not adress him like that. He's a mega, and you should treat him as such."

You were surprised along with the red head at what you said.

" A mega? A word that supposedly hold authority to me?...."

He drifts off not realizing he's being scolded for his arrogance by his father and mother.

" I apologize. I appeared to have gone to far."

" You should be apologizing to my people for you non caring nature for life."

Valentine was impressed with your wording you already sounding like a queen. The man realizes he's losing you having multiple suitors at your door. One nearly had the right to attend this meeting, and he couldn't stand losing such a beautiful and powerful sight.

" I am truly sorry. Forgive me. Valentine, can you please do a task for me and gather every record on hand about every God you know? I would dearly appreciate it for wedding purposes."

" My family won't be wed off like cattle."

Valentine was firm brushing his leg against yours as if in meaning that went for you too.

" That's apart of our peace agreement I'm afraid."

" We plan to stay on Earth."

You gave him a stone cold glance. He sighs sitting back in his chair. You were stubborn, and he liked that about you. You were a born leader, and he sees that it's time you were tamed.

" Gods on Earth are illegal. It would never be allowed. Please-"

" Are you seriously willing to take in over a thousand Gods? That's not including the ones that have gained God status, breeding trends, and the people who were just born lucky with such abilities. Your superiors have meddled and abandoned their children like the demigods. Camp Half Blood should be on our side for they know the pain of being insignificant. Some have already came to our side believing in our cause. Now, what do you have to say to that?"

The man purses his lips together a bit irritated.

" Don't raise your voice in front of my wife."

Valentine scoffs at the God not threatened by his inhumane voice.

" That's seriously all you got from that? Please. They could of sent a better negotiator in your place."

" If you want to keep your children, I would be quiet now. Another reason for the wedding is to bring the children into the Godly world. A lot of Gods like the idea of extending our species. There are other possible husbands at her door, but it seems that they're leaving at the second for... reasons. All there will be left is me."

" I'll marry her before you ever do."

You nearly choked on air at Valentine's response.

" It'll never be allowed. Now, can we get back to what's important? Lets end this pettiness before it becomes a war."