Chapter 6: Apollo's Vision

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I have adopted the life in the mansion though I feel like I am a bird in a cage, I can feel Pan's eyes following my every footstep. I know that he dislikes me and I also know that he has feelings for Apollo though he desperately hides it.

I walk around the gardens when I heard Pan and Morpheus talking in whispering voices.

"I held it with my hands then it vanished!" Pan said.

"What do you mean it vanished?" Morpheus voice showed concern and anxiety.

"I found it in the library with Rowan...I held it with my hands then it vanished like golden ashes" Pan explained.

"The prophecy did say...only the bearer can call upon it, it explains a lot why you were burned...don't try to hide it I saw your hand," Morpheus said.

"I held the book but it burned me...before I knew it I was bleeding and it vanished...I was holding it! If I could just hold it again. Master has been searching for it for almost a millennia! I want to help him" Pan walked to my view and I  quickly hid behind the bushes.

"It was an accident that I was there in the library but now, I knew I was supposed to be there in that exact moment...the minute I saw that girl pulled out the book from the shelves I felt accelerated!" He turned to face Morpheus.

"I know...Master would have been so happy" I can see Morpheus in my sight as he walked towards Pan and patted him on his shoulders.

"Let's keep it a secret...for now Pan...the book hasn't been found yet...so, let's keep on looking for it for Master," Morpheus said.

"She could've pulled it out again in the library...but she couldn't ...why?"

"I don't know either, Pan"

I turn away and run. They were spying on me, here and in the library...everywhere I go, their eyes are on me! They were waiting until I find the book again...and that book is the only clue to where my mother is!

I need to find that book!

I keep on running until I felt something yanked me back. I turn to see it was Apollo! He's wearing a white shirt and black pants, his hair is ruffled from the cold November wind. His lips were so red that I imagine what would it be like kissing it.

"Where are you going in such a hurry..." He asked me.

"Huh?" I wasn't listening, I was looking at his lips. What a distraction he is!

"I said where are you going?" He repeats it.

"Somewhere"

"Where?"

"Why are you so curious about everything I do?"

"You're my fiancee...of course it is only natural..."

I turn away but he yanked me back this time, he wraps his arms around my waist. I can feel my cheeks burned. He sniffs my hair "You smell good" he said, as I cover my face with my hands.

He straightens up and looks at me. "Come on, Cassandra is making hot chocolate"

"She's here?"

"Yes, the painting serves as a portal for them to come and go..." He said as he leans closer "is there something wrong?" He looked at me with those big blue eyes and I melt.

"Nothing" I lied. In mythology, Apollo was so smitten with Cassandra that he gave her the gift of foresight because she rejected his love...Apollo cursed her. Apollo made sure that no one believed her prophecies and she was deemed a crazy witch. 

Apollo cocks his head and leans towards me "There is something wrong"

"How can you say that?" 

His index finger touched my knitted brows "Whenever you are thinking about something, you knit your brows" 

I immediately covered my brows with my hand. "Don't bother hiding it, my bride" He laughed softly. He walked ahead and I followed him, this is the best way to observe him without gawking at him. His legs are so long and fit, he wore black fitted jeans and a white shirt. This is the first time I saw him wearing something casual! His hair is messy because of the wind.  It's November and I am freezing with the cold wind while he walks around the house with only a shirt on?! 

"Um..." I coughed a little to get his attention. 

"What is it?" He stopped and faced me. 

"Aren't you cold?"

"Why do you want to warm me up, my bride?" He smirked. This annoying man! I feel my cheeks burned. 

"No...I am just wondering" I pointed to his shirt and he looked on himself.

He scratched his hair and smiled at me "I thought you are a greek historian"

"I am!" I lifted my chin, defiantly. He walked towards me and whispered in my ear "Then you should know I am the god of the sun"

"You don't feel cold..." I told him. He shrugs his shoulders "Yeah, but I wear those warm clothes to blend in".  Yeah, it would look like he is crazy if he is the only one wearing a shirt on this November weather.

"Where were you going in such a hurry?" He asked me.

I hesitated. He leaned towards me and whispered, "You know...you can tell me anything". There is something in his liquid blue eyes that intrigues me. "I need to go to the library" I blurted out, he smiled and cocks his head. 

"Then ...I will bring you there" He said. 

Apollo pulled me by the hand and into the garage where a line of luxury cars parked, my jaw literally fell open. "Are you coming or are you're just going to stare?" 

"I...I was just admiring...not...not staring" I muttered as I climbed inside the yellow Lamborghini. He turned the car on and the car gave a comfortable sound. I love sports cars!  Apollo drove the car very fast and I found myself enjoying the ride. 

"Where is that library?" He asked me. 

"It's near Oxford" The moment I told him, the car stopped and I can see his eyes turned to gold then back again to its original color.  What happened? 

"Apollo?" I gently tapped his shoulder

"You're trying to search for the golden book!" He spoke. How did he know?

He turned to me and said "I saw a vision of you"

"What about it?"

"You were sitting by the table with a book on hand..."He turned to the steering wheel "The golden book..." His eyes were wide with excitement then it quickly turned to anxiety. 

"I saw you reading it and the letters flew into your skin wrapping it like a tattoo...there was a symbol...helios, the symbol for the burnt child. The moment you touched it you got burned!"

"I got burned?" 

"This only means one thing"

"What is it?"

"You are not the child of prophecy!"

What? Then who is?...how about my mother? how can I save her without the book? why is it revealing itself to me?

"If I am not the child of prophecy then why can I pull it out before?"

Apollo turned to face me and said "That's what I want to know"

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