All Chapters of Touch Zeus’s Daughter and Face the Thunder: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

The sound of my own flesh burning in the flames still echoed in my ears. The soul-crushing agony made my eyes snap open.There was no wooden cross. No mob screaming for my death.Only the lavish vaulted ceiling of the Mycenaean palace."My Queen, why are you so pale and drenched in sweat?"My loyal maid, Chloe, looked at me with concern, pinching a soiled piece of parchment in her hand. "A woman handed this in. She says she wishes to see you."The note read: Your Highness, do you still remember our days on Mount Olympus?I glared at the parchment, my blood running cold.In my past life, it was this exact note that made me invite a snake into my home, ultimately leading to my death on the pyre."Let her in." I took a deep breath, burying the murderous intent in my eyes.The heavy doors pushed open, and Lyra walked in. Covered in mud with tangled hair, she looked like a total beggar."My Queen, I finally found you!" She dropped to her knees at my feet, her face the picture of absolute si

Chapter 2

Late that night, the doors to my bedchamber were shoved open.Kaelen strode in, his brows furrowed in obvious frustration."Valentina, where on earth did you find a maid with so little manners?" He sat down next to me, sighing heavily. "That Lyra has no sense of decorum. She practically threw herself into my chest in the hallway today. Behaving so loosely—it is a disgrace to us both!"I lowered my eyes, quietly studying his handsome face.In my past life, he came to me with the exact same complaints.I was so foolish back then. I actually thought he despised her. I even defended her, saying she was new and did not know the palace rules, begging him to go easy on her.My pathetic love blinded me. I could not see that beneath his feigned annoyance was a barely concealed, burning lust."Is that so?" I looked up and gave him a gentle smile. "You do not like her?"Kaelen froze for a split second.An unnatural look flashed across his eyes before he pulled me into his arms."Do not be ridicul

Chapter 3

Three days later, Mycenae hosted its grandest celebration: The Feast of Divine Grace.In my past life, it was on this exact night that Lyra finally crushed me under her heel.Using a stolen relic from Olympus, she summoned nine gales of wind in front of the entire court.Standing tall, she announced that it was a blessing from the God of Winds, declaring that with her presence, Mycenae would be invincible in war.Kaelens eyes had gone red with ambition. Overriding my protests, he crowned Lyra the Holy Maiden of the Kingdom on the spot.With her new title, their affair became entirely shameless.In this life, it was the same golden hall, the same lavish feast.Wearing my heavy royal gown, I sat coldly to Kaelens right.Lyra, breaking all protocol, had been seated to his left—just inches away from us.Halfway through the banquet, the lords began toasting the King.Lyra picked up her goblet, her eyes locking onto Kaelen, oozing absolute seduction."Your Majesty, a toast to you."She purre

Chapter 4

The arm Lyra held in the air began to tremble uncontrollably.She stared wide-eyed at the perfectly still sky.Faced with the crushing weight of a hundred suspicious stares, Lyra forced a mask of profound mystery onto her face.She let out a dry, hollow laugh, though her voice shook. "The God of Winds... is simply in a foul mood today."The pathetic excuse echoed awkwardly in the massive hall."The will of the divine is not something you mortals can easily comprehend," she forged ahead, desperate. "But eight gales are proof enough of the gods sincerity. It is more than enough to keep Mycenae undefeated!"It was a terrible lie, one that could not fool the battle-hardened nobles and cunning lords in the room.The Feast of Divine Grace, which was supposed to be a night of endless revelry, ended abruptly in thick, uncomfortable suspicion.Kaelens face was thunderous. He stood up from his throne, did not even spare Lyra a glance, and stormed out of the hall.Watching his furious retreat, I

Chapter 5

Angry?Looking at Kaelens handsome but hypocritical face, I laughed coldly in my mind.In my past life, hearing those words felt like a knife twisting in my heart. I was so angry I thought I would go mad.Back then, I naively begged him to retract the decree. He coldly refused, lecturing me: "Valentina, you are my Queen. Stop acting like a child."But in this life, I saw him for exactly who he was.The only thing he loved was his crown."Why would I be angry?" I met his complicated gaze with a flawless smile. "You are the King of Mycenae. Every choice you make is for the survival of this nation. It is my job to understand that."Kaelens face darkened instantly."Fine! Excellent!" He spun around, gritting his teeth. "So magnanimous of you. A true Queen of Mycenae!"He stormed out, his retreating figure radiating frustrated humiliation.I picked up my water goblet and took a slow sip.Over the next few days, Lyra rode the high of her new title, parading around the kingdom.To cement her

Chapter 6

Looking at the cold steel pointed at me, and Kaelens face so full of righteous duty, I could not help but sneer inwardly.In my past life, I faced this exact same scene in this exact same room.My heart had felt like it was being sliced into a thousand pieces. I could not breathe.I had cried and begged, trying to wake up even a fraction of the love he once had for me.Now, seeing the man I once gave everything to pushing me into the abyss, my heart still gave a phantom twinge.A final mourning for my own stupid, naive love."Is that so? Just locking me up?" I asked, my voice dead calm.Lyra stepped out from behind the guards.Wearing her pure white robes, her eyes gleamed with toxic triumph."My Queen, please endure this hardship for now," she sighed dramatically, her eyes rimmed red with fake tears. "For the safety of Mycenae, we must isolate you. Once the disasters pass and you are proven innocent, you will return as our most honored Queen."How sweet it sounded. But I knew exactly

Chapter 7

"Regret? For the survival of Mycenae, I will never have regrets." Kaelen stopped, turning back to look at me."Valentina, you angered the gods. As the King, I have to make the hardest choices for my people and my countrys future.""For the country?" I threw my head back and laughed, the sound echoing across the silent square.I turned my gaze to Lyra, who was practically buzzing with glee beside him."Since you are going to kill me," I raised an eyebrow, my voice dripping with mocking provocation, "why do not we let our great Holy Maiden show us one last miracle before I die? The Spartans are at the gates. If she summons the nine winds or calls down divine wrath, Mycenae will win without striking a blow. Let me die in absolute awe, knowing I was wrong."Every single eye in the square shifted to Lyra.The bloodthirsty mob suddenly looked hopeful. With Spartan blades inches from their throats, they wanted a divine savior much more than an execution."I..." Lyra went deathly pale, instinc

Chapter 8

The screaming mob went entirely silent, forced to their knees as if a giant, invisible hand had pressed their skulls to the dirt.Not just the commoners. The arrogant nobles trembled violently under the crushing weight of pure divine wrath, unable to lift their heads even an inch.A blinding pillar of golden light smashed down from the heavens.Within the light stood Zeus, King of the Gods, gripping his thunderbolt. His terrifying eyes, filled with absolute fury and deep paternal heartache, locked onto me."Father," I smiled, my voice carrying clearly through the dead-silent square.That single word struck Kaelen and Lyra like a physical blow."F-Father?" Kaelen jerked his head up, every ounce of blood draining from his handsome face until he was paler than a corpse.His pupils shook violently as he stared at me in horror, as if seeing the woman he had shared a bed with for the very first time.Slumped on the ground, Lyra was convulsing in terror, biting through her own lip until blood

Chapter 9

When I returned to Olympus, my mother and father were heartbroken to see the state I was in.They held me tightly, not having the heart to utter a single word of blame for my reckless rebellion.Wrapped in their unconditional love, I felt a warmth I had not known in ages. I finally realized just how foolish and naive I had been to run away for something as trivial as mortal love.One month later.I suddenly felt an intense, desperate prayer echoing up from the mortal realm.Mildly curious, I parted the clouds and looked down.In just one month, Mycenae had completely fallen beneath the iron boots of the Spartan army.Kaelen, stripped of his crown, was now dressed in rags, caked in mud, hiding in a dark, freezing cave like a stray dog.In front of him sat a crude, pathetic statue made of mud—a statue of me.He was kneeling before it, slamming his head against the ground, praying day and night just for a chance to see me again.With a thought, I sent a phantom projection of myself down i

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