The Stars And How To Rewrite Them

Attentive

TOUMA-SAN IS HERE! His name is Notus! Notus is an Anemoi (wind god) and Greek god of the south wind

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When Hesychia was called into the Queen's personal study, she wasn't sure what she was expecting. Cerus walked beside her, listing off ideas as to what could be the reason behind the summon. Most of which were silly and didn't help with her unsettling nerves. She hadn't been summoned by the Queen herself before. If she had something she wanted to tell her, she would do so over tea in the garden or with her father in his office. She never stepped foot inside the Queen's study.

"Maybe she has something to give you?"

"You already suggested that." Hesychia said as they grew closer to the study. When they reached the oak doors that shielded the Queen's study from prying eyes, she heard shouting coming from inside.

"Is that the King?" Cerus asked. Hesychia shrugged. It most likely was, only King Kratos would dare to raise his voice at the Queen. He was the only one who had the authority too. The two voices continued to shout, and when heavy footsteps walked closer to the door, Hesychia and Cerus moved out of the way of whoever was leaving.

King Kratos slammed the door open and when he saw the familiar blonde hair of Hesychia he turned to face her. Cerus went to hide behind a column that was holding a vase to avoid his terror. He wouldn't raise a hand to Hesychia, but Cerus was a different story.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, his voice dripping with poison.

"T-the Queen summoned me." King Kratos' frown deepened. Without saying another word, King Kratos walked down the hall. Cerus poked his head out from behind the column once he heard King Kratos' footsteps growing softer.

"I wonder what's got his pan ties in a bunch." Cerus said. Most of the Laman people didn't like the King. The only ones who really did where of the upper class or a member of the military. The people favored the Queen more because of her interest in humanitarian work. Some part of Hesychia guessed that this obvious favoritism was a result of the tension between the King and Queen.

"I don't know..." Hesychia looked over at the wooden doors and hesitantly knocked.

"Who is it?" Queen Hespera asked. It sounded like she was at her desk.

"I-it's me Your Majesty, Hesychia."

"Come in." Hesychia held up her hand, silently telling Cerus to stay outside the door. She opened the door and stepped inside the study.

The Queen's study was more grand than Hesychia thought it would have been. The entire room was larger than her bedroom and was covered with wooden planks, hiding the black iron walls. Bookshelves lined the walls, and a grand fireplace was lit on the right wall. A plush green rug covered the floor underneath a set of couches and a table. A tea set sat on the table, one of the cups was already filled. Behind the Queen's desk sat numerous tall windows, flooding in light that the fireplace couldn't fill.

"You wanted to see me My Queen?"

"Yes. Please, take a seat." Hesychia sat down on one of the leather couches and crossed her legs. "I wanted to speak with you about something important. Your father and I have been talking about this since the ball that you and my son first performed at."

Hesychia thought back on the ball from two years ago. She had been invited to several since, including Orion's 16th birthday party. She thought for a moment as to what Queen Hespera had discussed with Themis.

"We've decided it was time you had an Attendant." Hesychia's heart stopped beating for a moment.

"I-I can have an Attendant?" Queen Hespera nodded.