The Forgotten Hero (Book 1)

Chapter 9

Unsurprisingly, Zeus did not haunt my dreams again. I doubted he would talk to me for a while. My dreams were completely empty for the first time since the beginning of this quest. It felt nice.

When I woke up, I felt Jason's arm around me. I smiled, and waited for him to wake up, before "waking up" myself.

Soon after waking, yelling filled the once silent room. It blared through my ear drums, and I immediately shot up, frowning at the sound of the noise.

The satyr was out of his cage. I frowned at him as Jason, Piper and Leo explained what happened.

"That's good, but who's that green girl?" The coach pointed at me.

I frowned. "Yes, my eye is green. You know, I'm kind of insecure about it, so if you could stop pointing it out. That would be great." I tucked my unbrushed hair behind my ear.

Piper stared at me. "No, your skin is literally green." She gingerly placed a hand on my face. I looked down at my hand and saw that it was a dark green.

"One more question. Why is everything gold?" The coach asked.

"Gold?" Jason asked.

Then we noticed it. The whole room, from floor to ceiling, the couches, even the statues and table were solid gold.

I frowned. "Shit." That explained the green.

"Woah there, cupcake. I might not have been your coach, but I can still make you do push ups." He frowned.

"No, you can't. And don't call me cupcake." I stared at my hand again. "I'm allergic to gold." I snorted. "This sucks major balls."

As if on cue, a small dude in a white bathrobe entered the room. He stared at us, then called out. "Lit, come here please. There are strange people in my throne room."

I put a hand in my pocket, ready to take out my sword. The coach had similar ideas. He grabbed his club and immediately shouted, "Die!"

Jason and Piper held the coach back, "Woah, calm down. It's just a misunderstanding." Piper used her charmspeak to help persuade him.

A young man, maybe in his early 20s. He was only wearing pajama bottoms, and was covered in muscles. His face would have been okay if it weren't covered in scars. I guessed it must have been Lit, this guy's son.

He zeroed in on Jason and started to march forward. I frowned, angling myself to be slightly in front of him. He smirked, trying not to laugh.

Piper let go of Hedge. "How about we all put our weapons down. Coach, you first."

"Just one thwack?" He pleaded.

"No." Piper stated bluntly.

"How about we compromise? I'll kill them and if it turns out their friendly, I'll apologize." He grinned.

"I like that idea." I shrugged.

Piper glared at me like, you're not helping, before convincing the coach to put down his club. She gave Lit a friendly smile, and he snorted. "It's a good thing you're good with words. Otherwise I would have run your friends through."

"Oh, yeah--" For the second time during our quest, Jason put his hand over my mouth to shut me up. I huffed, crossing my arms.

"Well, since you're here," The man sat down on his throne. "Please, sit."

Lit looked slightly spooked. "Your Majesty--"

"It's fin, Lit. They've already seen me in my pajamas. There's no point in keeping formalities." Despite this, none of us sat.