Pertemis A Moon's Tale

Chapter VII: Warming Tale

Helllloopollp guys it's me again! Now I know I've been really busy recently, so the update is not regular. Can't help it ya know. I'm in my important year and just to let you know 11 in high school, so I can't possibly mess things up. Anyway, managed to get a free time to make a chapter for you guys. Honestly though, I was having the thought of stopping the story until I finish high school. But then I remembered you guys and I thought it was just too cruel. So here is the chap. Short but cute!

The fact that I was still shackled up didn't enlighten me. I thought he'd already warmed up to me. I thought he was opening to his past and yet when the sun rose, we turned into Master and Pet again. But somehow I was happy about it. Not that he locked me up after our little cuddle in the night, but the fact that he had changed the ankle to shackle. So now my injured ankle was able to heal properly.

I touched the sides of my arms and pulled the knees up to my chest. His warmth was still there no matter how long had it passed. That night when he had his arms around me, it was the best night and sleep I had ever experienced.

I heard heavy and slow foot step as well as grunts out side the door. My head popped up to see Freyer carrying a stack of heavy boxes into the room. The poor girl. She was quite and cared only for Percy, which it concerned me a little though but still reassured me that he had someone to protect his back. I knew she was guilty about that incident though, honestly she was the victim in there. The fake letter she received had Percy symbol on it and everyone would have been fooled. That was why she wasn't there that day because the assassin told her to run an errand for Percy and they were able to put wolfsbane into Percy's drink. The Wolves were still pursuing the suspects and now all directions were pointed to the Olympians, though no one knew how they could sneak into the Wolf's territory.

But Freye was definitely suffering from the guilt and to redeem herself, she had been taking on extra work lately and I felt sorry for her. Percy already said it was not her fault.

Having it in my head, I approached the poor girl.

"Hey, do you need any help?" I tried to be friendly. I knew she wasn't in good moods around these day, even though normally it was still hard to tell what she was thinking. But it was good not to anger her. Never thought I would be afraid of angering a servant, I laughed in my head. I made Zeus throwing his bolt and below, I made Poseidon to cause tsunami from anger and I had never been afraid of setting people off. Yet ever since my captivity, I somehow learned which situation was best to open my mouth and who should I make friendship with.

Freye glanced at my chain and than at my face. I still had that stupid grin on it.

"The length of your chain can barely reach the bed. My destination is the back room." A cold, apathetic voice.

I turned nervous and a little embarrassed. I looked at my chain again. True I could only walk in a radius around sixteen feet, I could make it to the door and to the walls on my left, but everything on my right was out of reach.

"Well..." I scratched my head. "At least I can share the loads for a short distance."

She looked around, to the door, then to the boxes and back at me. She sighed.

"Do what you want" and continued to carry them.

I knew she wanted my help. It just became her pride was bigger than her strength, so she sounded like she didn't require my help. Happily, I grinned and shared with her the loads. She looked at me in surprise but I didn't say anything but smiled. The stuff was heavy, I didn't know how could she manage to make it that far. Only if the Bronze chains didn't contain my power. Otherwise I could've picked these up with one hand. We made it to near the back of the room until I felt a pull at my ankle. The shackles froze and creaked in alarm. I looked at the chains in disappointment, it had reached its limit. I turned to Freye and my smile dropped. She responded with a sigh and shook her head before lowering the boxes to the ground.