Ariellas pov I really couldn't believe that he was really stooping this low. All I was doing was ignoring him and he decided that was grounds for making me eat squid. "Blake. Ariella I presume." A blond haired God said as he sat down from accross us. I took him in quietly as I stirred this nasty concoction with the spoon I was given. "Are you guys really eating squid?" The blond God asked with disgust written all over his face. Even he knew this was torture. "Well you see Ariella Is ignoring me and refused to tell me what kind of food she wanted, so I decided I would play along to her petty games too." Blake lied. Blatantly lied to be exact. It was like he was named Blake because they knew he would lie. It was fine I would eat this nasty squid and than once I started dating the yellow haired God nobody would have the right to ever boss me around or lie to me again. And if I couldn't get the yellowed haired God I would find someone better. Just wait and see. All my anger was b

Ariellas pov It sucked not understanding the laws that the high king created. It felt like he wanted a reason to punish someone. Nomatter how many times I read this book it did nothing for me and to make matters worse the teacher stopped allowing us to share in class. So I was forced to read to myself whenever I had time. Hoping and praying that something gave before I failed the class. I don't get how the high king decided that this book cut it. "Did you hear, the high kings here." A Goddess screeched to her friend. I would've been interested in what she was saying but for the last few days the rumor had been going strong. Everyone was freaking out and I didn't understand why. Even though he was the high king he still killed his wife to gain absolute power. That was something going around the school alot. Nobody said his wife's name but everyone talked about how she was the most powerful God until he stole everything. Every time I brought him up, Blake turned into a brick and

Ariella pov "Read the paragraph." His demanding voice had me jump alittle. A tear fell from my eye as I realized I messed up. "Okay." I whispered. I needed to wipe my tears but I was too nervous. Before I could ponder on what to do the book was taken out my hands. I quickly wiped my eyes and looked over to the high king looking at my book. "Where did you start?" He asked in a little less hostile voice. I knew I was understanding it wrong but I still tried my best. Actually none of it made sense but I wouldn't voice my opinion. It was like a book of riddles and if he created this I definitely didn't want to offend him. I slowly stepped over and looked down at the book. My senses were assaulted by him instantly. His fresh spice smell was taking over my mind and my leg brushing up against him had my pulse quickening. I knew everyone was looking at me, so I tried to clear my mind of him but every time he moved just alittle his thigh brushed up against mine. Warmth spread through m

Ariellas pov "Get up now. It's been four days since you've been in class." Blake snapped right before he pulled the covers off of me. I had been hiding in my room in shame. Unwilling to leave out until these thoughts and dreams left me. Most Gods and Goddess didn't need to sleep but whatever happened to me during birth made it where like Mortals I would get tired. Every night I would sleep unless someone gave me something to stay up. So every night since them horrible thoughts, I've dreamed about King Alexander. "I can't." I said with a fake cough. "You know I was going to be nice but now if you don't get up I will drag you to class with what you are wearing now." Blakes threat had me grabbing my pillow and putting it over my head. I would not back down. "You may need sleep but I know you can't catch a cold." Blake exclaimed right before my pillow got snatched away too. "I don't want to." I whined some more. It was already late in the day. Why was he forcing me to do my aftern

Ariellas pov I had been laying in bed for awhile now. I don't know why but I felt funny. Like my emotions and feelings were a jumbled mess. I would say it was because I had been in bed avoiding the high king but this felt different. Something was off. "I know you are up. We're going to be late for class." Blake spoke up from across the room. He sounded like he was by the door. I peeked my eye open just to confirm. I was right he was propped up against the door. He didn't seem happy and for some reason I felt a pang of guilt. "Sorry." I Whispered as I sat up. I would've fought going to class but it turns out my pretending to be sick really had me sick. There were cards all by my bed and a nurse came in to check on me and seemed relieved I was awake. I was in bed for 8 days and I only remember 4 of them. I dragged myself out of bed and looked over at Blake who had his eyes closed and head tilted back. "If you open up the door I can walk myself to class." I suggested as I went to