The Olympian's Concubine

Chapter 9

Living in Olympus was starting to feel a bit monotonous. My days had fallen into a predictable routine: I'd wake up in my perfect room, stretch out on the luxurious sheets, and then shuffle over to my self-raging closet. Each time I opened the door, it was like stepping into a fashion paradise. The closet seemed to know my measurements and clothing styles perfectly, presenting me with outfits that made me feel like a goddess—each piece more stunning than the last, and after getting ready id go to my class or training or whatever the gods decided i'd do, if there was nothing, id go to have some breakfast with alkmini.

Today, I had swimming lessons with Poseidon, and the closet had delivered a sleek, stylish swimsuit that looked like it had been crafted by the ocean itself. The fabric shimmered like sea foam under the light, the hues of blues and greens swirling together to create an enchanting blend that instantly reminded me of the ocean.

I pulled on the swimwear and admired my reflection in the ornate mirror. "Not bad," I muttered to myself, feeling a surge of excitement mixed with nerves.

Once I was dressed, I headed out of my room, glancing at the breathtaking views that surrounded me. The golden sun streamed through the grand windows, illuminating the marble halls of Olympus. My heart raced with anticipation for what lay ahead.

As I made my way to the training area by the vast, sparkling ocean, I couldn't help but wonder what Poseidon had in store for me. Would he teach me to swim like a sea nymph or perhaps introduce me to the creatures that dwelled beneath the waves?

Arriving at the water's edge, I spotted Poseidon, his imposing figure silhouetted against the sea. His long, flowing hair whipped around him like ocean currents, and he stood confidently, trident in hand, radiating an aura of power and calm.

"Welcome" he said, his voice deep and soothing like the ebb and flow of the tides. "Are you ready to embrace the water?"

I took a deep breath, feeling both nervous and excited. "Ready as I'll ever be!" I called back, my heart pounding with anticipation.

"Remember, it's like all the other times," Poseidon answered, a knowing smile gracing his lips. "Trust the water, and it will carry you."

I nodded, trying to absorb his words. I'd spent hours practicing balance and form in the archery ground, but the water was a whole different beast. It shimmered invitingly, but I could sense its depth, the power lurking beneath the surface.

"Just relax and let the ocean embrace you," he encouraged, gesturing toward the waves gently lapping at the shore. "Feel its rhythm."

I took a cautious step forward, the cool water lapping against my legs. The sensation sent a shiver of excitement through me. Slowly, I waded deeper, the water rising until it reached my waist. I could feel Poseidon's presence behind me, steady and reassuring.

"Now," he said, his voice steady and calm, "take a deep breath and dive in."

With a nod, I inhaled deeply, my heart racing as I prepared to plunge beneath the surface. I felt the cool embrace of the ocean envelop me, the world above fading away as I kicked my legs and propelled myself into the depths.

At first, panic gripped me. The water closed in around me, and I had to fight the urge to thrash. But then I remembered Poseidon's words. I focused on the rhythm of my movements, letting the water guide me.

Suddenly, the panic melted away. I felt weightless, free, as if I were gliding through a vast underwater kingdom. Schools of colorful fish darted by, and I marveled at the vibrant coral formations.

"Good!" Poseidon's voice echoed in my mind. "You're doing it!"

I emerged from the water, gasping for air, but a grin spread across my face. I was swimming! I hadn't just learned to stay afloat; I was exploring, enjoying the freedom that came with being in the ocean.