Forgotten

-Chapter 35-

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LEOS POV

I just left the Aries room in a fit of rage. My mind has never been so foggy. My own father was the one ratting me out to the enemy. Was it because he was sick? He decided since he was already a dead man, he could play one final trick on me. Well, I wasn't going to have it. My mother wanted me to give him a goodbye. Well, he sure was going to get one.

I don't think I've ever gotten to my parent's wing of the castle so fast. I stormed up to my fathers quarantined room and bursted through the door. There he lay. Vulnerable and weak. Sick. I walked up to his frail figure and stared at him. "Hello, father." I hissed and he peered up at me with tired eyes. "Son.." He croaked out desperately. His face was pale, his age more prominent. His lips were a nasty blue and his skin was almost translucent. His hair was gray and thin, and I wanted to laugh in his face. Any guilt that remained earlier was long gone.

"Don't even try to fight your way out of this." I growled leaning down towards his face. His eyebrows slowly pinched together, and he looked confused. Well, as confused as a sick, dying man could look. "What?" He could barely even choke out the words. "I know that it was you. How dare you betray me?" I boomed and I swear the small room shook at my volume. "I- I don't know-" I cut his mumbling off. "You can't lie to me anymore father. I'll find the men who aided you and I will make them suffer. As for you, it sees the Gods already handled it for me." I lowered my mouth to his ear, "Burn in Hell, father." I backed away and he looked pained, confused even. He couldn't fool me any longer.

I left his room, satisfied. Now I would find the people who wronged me, and I would kill them. With my lovely fiancé, of course.

ATHENAS POV

*Five days later*

If I thought the castle was chaos before, I was so very wrong. The past five days have been pure insanity, and I don't know how I haven't passed out from sleep deprivation. With the wedding now two days away, preparation was in full blast. I'm surprised I'm not deaf with all the screaming Selena has done directly into my ear. I'm currently on my thirty-minute break between hair and makeup sessions. Selena has enforced that I get as many styles done as possible until I find my "perfect wedding look". I didn't really care all that much, but she wasn't giving me another choice.

I've barely seen my friends or my fiancé since the planning has been started and it was getting boring and repetitive fast. Thankfully, this afternoon I had a final dress fitting and Sofia and Aries would both be there to get their dresses fitted as well. And tonight, I would finally see Leo for our date. Since his father was already technically dying and he couldn't kill him anyway, we tracked down every staff member who has aided the King in his murders and spy-work. I was excited, of course. But also, nervous. I mean I was going to kill someone. Yes, they are bad people who deserve it. But if I kill them does that make me any better?

Selena came barging in. She stopped knocking about two days ago. "Thirty minutes is up, Princess. Time to move on to hairstyles!" She sing-songed and I swore my ears started to bleed. "Yes ma'am." I grumbled and followed her in suit to the bathroom we've been "practicing" in. I walked in to see three hairstylists, all shuffling nervously. I also noticed them sneaking dirty looks at each other. I guess in their mind this was a competition.

Hairstyling lasted way to long and I was so exhausted by the end of it I'm surprised my head didn't fall from my shoulders. I finally settled on a simple updo with framing pieces. When I chose, the two hairstylists who failed started to cry and I cringed. A part of me did feel bad so I told them they can do my maid of honors' hair. Curse me and my soft spot for humans.