Fate is Not a Game....

As I get stared down by the Olympian guards outside the banquet hall, feeling the butterflies flying around my stomach. A loud deep voice comes from behind the large white door with golden decorations. "Please give a big welcome home to Amera Goddess of Judgement." Hearing all the cheers from behind the door makes me feel sick I take a few deep breaths.... That was before the large doors opened and the banquet hall went silent, stepping in as my mother holds her hand out before she guides me to the top of the staircase, standing before everyone. The nerves get worse as everyone starts to whisper, feeling the stares makes shivers go down my spine. My Attention was then turned to the guard "Please welcome Amera's daughter..." he looks down at the scroll to take a moment to read before continuing his sentence. "Demera Goddess of......"