A demigoddess that was born into a royal family. Her father a human king and her mother, a goddess queen.
She had three younger brothers, sweet little things, that were human as well. The oldest brother was sixteen, the middle child was twelve, and the youngest was six. She lived at twenty-three.
Walking through the dark hallways of their palace, her flats clacking against the floor, as she glanced out the window. Seeing her father and a man, she'd never seen before. Who knows who he was, but father and him were arguing. Of course, she felt obligated to eavesdrop.
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IF YOU'RE READING THIS ANYWHERE OTHER THAN WATTPAD, MY STORY HAS BEEN STOLEN
Just another cliché mortals meet demigods. *shrugs*
It gets less cliché later, don't worry. My writing (thank the gods) gets way better too.