Fall Of Olympus (37)

The Theoi Polemikoi watched, mildly surprised by the turn of events. Who was this lady? She was a Demigod, that much was certain. And yet, her presence rivaled that of Gods. Nay, in a way, it could even be said she trumped even Gods.

It was then he appeared. That flowing crimson hair, his enchanting amber eyes that would have reminded them of the War God's mortal wife if they paid more attention.

"Is that not the Young Lord?" It was unknown who spoke, but the moment they heard him, all members of the Theoi Polemikoi turned to look in the direction of the Young Lord, including the War God himself.

Could this lady be with their Young Lord? Their suspicions were confirmed a second later when they saw him having a conversation with said lady.