Banished

39

Artemis PoV

Percy was sleeping soundly with an arm draped over my waist.

I pulled the covers up to properly cover my otherwise bare breasts and kissed his cheek. "Good morning."

He grumbled and pulled me close. "Five more minutes."

With a smile, I kissed his cheek again. "We're supposed to be meeting with Hera and Hestia about the wedding today, remember?"

The man sighed and sat up. "I love you, dear, and I accept that sometimes means I have to wake up before ten in the morning, but I really hope it isn't some habit you force me into."

I snorted and shoved him lightly, which caused the blanket to slip off my chest.

Before he could say anything, I gave him a pointed look. "Not now. We're going to be late if we do, but we should have some free time tonight."

My boyfriend grinned and kissed my temple. "Sexy and responsible. I like it."

"Well, that makes sense, considering you puta ring on it," I remarked, leaning over on the nightstand to grab my engagement ring.

He chuckled at my mortal pop culture reference. "So, is there anything specific we're supposed to wear?"

I thought for a moment. "We aren't supposed to be looking at potential wardrobe today, but knowing Hera, its best to be prepared for that. I'd suggest something that's easy to change in and out of repeatedly."

The man checked the time. "Hey! We have over an hour until we're supposed to meet with them. I could have slept in more!"

I sighed. "I'm going to make us breakfast. You should get dressed."

He kissed my cheek and disappeared to the bathroom.

With that, I quickly put on a fresh set of clothes and headed over to the kitchen.

After a brief moment of thought, I decided on breakfast quesadillas.

I summoned the necessary ingredients and materials before getting to work.

Cooking the food was fairly simple. I mixed together the ingredients (minus the tortilla) while they heated and when they had fully cooked into the egg, I slid them into the warm tortilla.

There was lots of cheese, of course, but that goes without saying.

I cut the quesadillas and set them on plates to bring out to the dining room when my future husband stepped into the kitchen.

He pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately.

I was torn between a bit of a laugh and catching my breath between every kiss. "The food is going to get cold."

The man sighed and pulled away, grabbing the cups and nectar to bring out for breakfast.

Once everything was set up, we ate peacefully.

He complimented my cooking when we were finished and cleaned things up.

I smiled. "It's nice that we can spend time together and be either active or quiet. It's comforting."

Percy took my ring bearing hand and kissed it. "Should we get over to Hestia's palace now?"

"That would be good," I replied.

We appeared in front of the palace of the older goddess, where we were promptly allowed inside and directed to sit on the couch.

I decided to make myself a little more comfortable and nestled into my fiance's side.

Hestia smiled warmly and Hera cleared her throat.

"To start," the queen of the gods began. "The wedding is going to be big. Your being an Olympian demands it, and Zeus has ordered it. There's no point on arguing against it."

My future husband raised his hand like a child in school.

Hera nodded and he spoke. "Can something at the wedding be blue?"

Hera sighed. "This is going to take a while."