Chapter Twenty-Nine

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I tightened the breastplate on my chest, pretending like my hands weren't shaking. 

Like this was not my last chance. 

The only chance we were going to get. 

Andrea stood tall to my right, I knew her eyes were searching the horizon for her cousins. 

Khon next to her, his hideously large sword at his side that curved wickedly, as his eyes cut across the battle field that would either hold our bodies or our victory. 

Aria stood to my left, a long white gown covering her body, along with her Mother's crown placed firmly on top of her head. 

Her face was hard as she stared at our home, she looked all of a avenging Queen, coming from the Heavens to reclaim what was her's. 

At her back was Irian, a tight white shirt over his broad shoulders and a pair of black pants, the two large axes he held in each hand making his intimidation factor sky rocket.

My eye caught his, understanding flashing across his face as he nodded slowly to me. 

He would stay with Aria, follow her up to the highest hill on the battle field and protect her as she fought from safety. 

Aria sighed before turning towards me and dragging me into a quick hug, "you're the strongest person I know, Amara. Show her the mistake she made the second she walked into our home" she whispered into my ear before pressing her lips to the side of my head. 

She pulled away, our eyes holding one another. 

The same shade of green, the same white hair. 

My sister. 

The smile came easy, "you might regret saying that" I laughed lightly. 

She rolled her eyes lightly, "you're right" she sighed before pulling Andrea into the same hug. 

I looked over to the waves slowly crashing against the rocks of the castle. I slowly tug the pearl earring that Father gave me for my tenth birthday. 

I had kept it at the apartment just incase anything ever happened, or I ever needed it. The pearl was encrusted with diamonds and sapphires, making it look as if the ocean had cried when the pearl had been taken from it. 

It had cost a fortune, enough to get me anywhere and then live nicely. 

Thats what Dad had said when he'd given it to me. 

He didn't know what would happen to me or us, but he wanted to make sure I was safe, so he had given me this earring should our world ever get ripped apart, simply so that I could survive. 

I didn't know if he ever gave anything to Andrea or Aria, maybe he knew that they would never make it out of the castle, that who ever would come would immediately get them first. 

But I had a chance, he knew that. 

I could run or I could fight. 

And even then when he had given it to me and told me what to do should we ever come under attack, I had looked him in the eye and promised to buy an army. 

We'd either all survive together or die together, and that was still true today. 

I handed Andrea the earring, "drop this in the ocean for me, please" I whispered, allowing it to sink into my sister's hand. 

"Where are you going?" she asked, confusion crossing her face. 

"I'm doing the Parley" I sighed, watching as Kronos' head snapped towards me, "I know we discussed this, but I want to go. She needs to see my face, and she needs to know that she fucked with the wrong one" I stated, ignoring the way he shot me that reprimanding look. 

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