Chapter 58 - Athena, The Goddess! [7]

Knowing he wanted to pierce my body; I looked him in the eye. I looked into the eyes of a human! I could see my constricted, trembling pupils reflecting in his golden eyes and my heart pounding in my chest. For the first time in my life, I, the goddess of war, wisdom, arts, artisans, intellectuality and knowledge... I-I was afraid.

– WHAT?! – The whole audience screamed in unison, they knew what that meant, they were dissatisfied.

With his right-hand millimeters from my belly, the child looked into my eyes and smiled. – You're not a god! Just an above-average Amazon who forgot what it's like to lose! – he whispered through clenched teeth.

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Zeus, in the royal arena, stood up. He did not rise as a concerned father, nor as a god with a injured ego, but as the king of the gods. The white tunic floated along with the white hair, his blue piercing eyes fixed on my exchange of glances with the mortal child. His teeth were clenched, and veins of concern coursed through his body as he clenched his fists helplessly.

Aphrodite giggled lightly, her hand covering her chuckles. – Oh my, sister... – she said disdainfully. Covering her mouth was a waste of time, her dilated eyes in the shape of beating hearts showed her pleasure with my humiliation.

– I didn't know you were the hard-to-get type. So, the kid just needed to give you some basic lessons, hit your ass, and you fell on his feet obeying like a naughty girl...? – Aphrodite whispered in my ear with her laughter dripping wicked delight.

"It can't be! They exchanged glances..." Zeus thought, looking at me on my knees with my head tilted down to meet Arthur's eyes, and my trembling gray eyes that begged for the mercy of a mortal.

"My favorite daughter being a mortal's wife?! I can't accept that! This is a humiliation to the king of the gods and a crime to the law of Cronus!" Zeus finished. I knew him well and I was always so smart to the point of knowing what all Olympians think.

Her face red with concern, Andromeda's eyes were wide open, as she covered her mouth with her trembling right hand. She knew I had to kill her son, otherwise, he would be my husband.

Hera had no words, her trembling eyes opened, tears forming in her eyes as she saw our father standing. She knew what was coming.

"I can't kill the kid. The one who must kill him is Athena! Her decree was clear. If not, I'm taking the risk of killing someone she approved... But she's not going to do anything against this mortal, she's..." Zeus looked at me with his eyes red with anger, and his teeth clenched. "She's terrified!" he noticed my posture.

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The audience was silent. They saw me with a bent knee, the little one invading my private space and looking up at my eyes with a coldness and a wicked smirk, while my eyes were open and trembling, begging him not to humiliate me by putting his hand inside my belly.

I was much taller than him, a mountain. We looked at each other for long seconds, my hair came down and covered our exchange of glances, giving an unwanted novelistic touch to the moment. He took his time in the look, it was a clear challenge, his look said. "I'm looking, so what? What are you going to do? Little goddess..."

Fiona's hands were shaky, her skin pale, her eyebrows raised, she was surprised. She would make a lot of money from that—the goddess Athena exchanging glances with a male and a mortal one on top of that, and on her show? Profit!

"Is... I-Is this?! Did the two... Exchange glances?! So... Hmmm... The goddess..." Fiona thought, the bright smile forming on her face and the pupils shaped like gold coins showed her happiness.

Stupid merchant! A disaster for Olympus and she laughed.

God against man! The result? Marriage...

He and I exchanged glances... More than five hundred years ago, I had fallen in love with war and intellectuality, and then I realized that I could not dedicate myself to war, academy, and marriage all at once. So, I made up my mind, declared my chastity and decreed that the man with whom I exchange glances and live will be my husband—But I killed everyone that looked me in the eye, of course.

It was just a strategy so that no one would look at me, because either I killed or I got married, and no one dared to look me in the eyes, even the gods feared me. But there was no way to kill this scoundrel...

Looking at me with a sadistic smile on his face. – Don't think I want to marry you! Make no mistake, I'm only nine years old, and I'm not into grannies.... – I felt his right hand touching my belly, slowly piercing my stomach. His dilated eyes and panting breaths told me that he was pleased to feel his hand wet with my blood. The pain was excruciating, but the shock of his age hit me harder.

My eyes widened even more. I was surprised. He's only nine years old?! I was humiliated by a nine-year-old child?! Am I the wife of a nine-year-old?! And how dare he say I'm a granny?! It is not possible! – Ahhh... – I moaned in pain as I felt his hand go through my body, I lost strength in my arms and legs.

But I couldn't stop looking him in the eye, I wanted to understand what was happening, what had gone wrong. How did a nine-year-old kid manage to pierce the body of a goddess?! My body was gold-like strong! I needed to kill him, leaving him alive would show the world that he is my chosen one, but I couldn't...

He removed his hand from inside me with all unkindness and brutality, causing my blood to spill on the floor. – AHH!! – My body didn't hesitate to moan in pain before falling to the floor, with my stomach pierced, I said. – Well played, human, but now you're connected to me... – My eyes were heavy, my body even more so, I sighed and after that, I lost consciousness.