Talia stared blankly at the fireplace, watching as the flames burned the wood chips she kept on throwing. Somehow she hoped that all her memories burned the same way and the daughter of Zeus could forget about everything. The disastrous breakfast with her father, meeting Lukas and running away to Earth. It would solve all of her problems. Just then, one of the maids entered the room to hand her the letter, declaring it was from Prince Lukas. After a month of radio silence, he had had the gall to reach out to her. How dare he? She stared at the white sheet for a while before jutting out the courage to read the content. Lukas wanted to meet her. She crushed the letter and threw it in the fireplace. After walking towards her en suite, Talia discarded her robe and stepped into the tub filled with hot water, rose-scented steam rising into the air. Her mind wandered as she held her nose and sank below the sur

The next morning Talia had woken up coiled around the Prince when the light signified that it was morning. She blushed and coughed when the moon princess found him gazing at her the minute she woke up, lips curled in a warm smile. The daughter of Zeus finally gave into her desire and slept with a Sun Prince. Lost in her tough, she didn’t realise Lukas shifting closer.     He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on her forehand. "What did I say about those worry lines?”    “That I still look beautiful in them?”     His chest vibrated with laughter, eyes crinkling by his side. “Well you do”   &n

At her voice, he turned around and took a step forward. His features were striking, sharp even where they shouldn't have been but his smile was a mask, lips full and curved up at the edges. It wasn't a genuine smile, like the ones Lukas always gave when he saw her; instead, his teeth concealed behind his mouth.    Ajaxson's strides were lengthy, purposeful, and elegant. The way his footfalls were silent like a predator reminded Talia of a wolf in plain sight. His shoulders were simultaneously neat and muscular beneath the chiton, and his hands were carefully grasping a glass of water which he then rested on the nearest table. She couldn't help but stare at his hair, caramel brown. It swooped gently over his forehead.     Despite the notably unmodern hairdo, he was almost overwhelmingly handsome. &

"Lukas?"   "Hi," He breathed with an upward quirk to his lip, looking every bit at the handsome man she came to adore. The Sun Prince was quick to step in through the tiny window, closing it behind him. Her eyes trailed across him, that impish twist to his mouth sticking; meanwhile, the moon princess forced herself to focus.    Talia quickly slipped on the nearby robe, stepping out of her bathtub, cheeks flushed. "What are you doing here?"   "I came to see you", He replied and tied his hands behind his back, glancing down at his posh shoes.    "Now?"   Lukas shrugged in response.  &

Talia held her breath, astound at Lukas intensity and boldness. Why would he blurt out like that? Someone could have easily heard him. Apart from that, she's happy that the truth was out in open. Her betrothed turned towards her, his voice merely a confused murmur. "What is he saying, Talia? Is it true?" At least Ajaxson hadn't lost his calm. That's something. She sucked a sharp breath before softly smiling at Lukas. "Yes" "Oh" That single word hung in the air for several seconds, neither of them saying anything. She kept squirming on the spot, nervously eyeing Ajaxson and Lukas. The Prince was by her side, his hand rubbing her back. "How long has this been going on?" She felt like being interrogated by Ajaxson all over again. Something she had to go through with her father. Talia didn't mind answering his questions at all.&nbs