Novel & Cerita Daughter Of Poseidon

"Anyone else you think will survive the road." She was quiet for a long time. Long enough that the amber light under the door shifted as someone walked past in the corridor. "There's a woman named Bayang on level one," she said finally. "She was a herbalist before the debt collectors. She knows the mountain passes north of the Tondo border." Another pause. "And a boy named Kael on the surface sorting team. Sixteen. His mother died last season. He has nothing left here to convince him to stay."

She had been Caelum’s lover once, and when he brought me up to Olympus, she had been the loudest voice against it. She glanced at Nia in my arms, her brow drawing in slightly, like she’d caught the smell of something unclean. “So this is the cursed child? It’s true, then. Mortal blood is too foul. It’s polluted the divine bloodline into this.” She turned to me with pity and contempt layered on her face, and she gave a soft laugh that crawled up my spine. “Caelum sent me. I can use divine flame to cleanse the curse from the child.”

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

Easton boasted as he slightly tilted his head to me. Jason looked shocked and proud, but Marie looked absolutely thrilled. “I should know better than to question the judgment of women in our family.” Jason smiled. “You should.” Marie quipped. “Now, let’s get to why we wanted to come over now. I called some old friends and found the name of the woman I think may be your mother.” Her voice softened as she addressed me. “I met her in some sort of strange dream the other night.” I muttered. “She is, was, Fae. We were right that my dad had marked her and then he and Katherine marked each other while my mom was giving birth to me.”

Her dad said, leading the way back to the living room. "No dad. Actually,I want to take my place as our family heiress. I want my identity revealed,I don't want to live in the shadows anymore,I want to be known as the only daughter of President Zander ; Lydia Zander !" President Zander paused, hearing that from his daughter, he turned back to look at her . Surely this woman standing before him isn't his daughter,the shy Lydia who didn't care about the family politics. He is seeing a brave and fearless woman who wants to lead, a woman filled with rage, a woman filled with passion to get what she wants.

“Fine, be difficult for all I care. But now, before I take the body and we finally meet the true fate, let me tell you a couple of things about yourself.” Now, that instantly caught my attention. My head snapped in his direction and I instantly gasped, realizing the creature had gotten too close to me already. “You are the last daughter of the Moon,” it muttered so close to my ear, I could feel the cold breath. My body froze as I tried to ponder the words. What did the daughter of the Moon mean? I had never heard about such a thing, no one in my life had ever mentioned anything even briefly close to that. “Huh?” Was the only sound I could make, probably looking as stupid as I felt.

Beside him, there was a statue of Amphitrite herself, the beautiful and serene goddess, with flowing hair and a gentle smile on her face. Further along, they saw a statue of Thalassa, the primordial goddess of the sea, embodying its vastness and mystery. Her statue seemed to ripple like water, as if alive with the eternal essence of the ocean. Nearby, there was a statue of Triton, son of Poseidon and messenger of the sea, depicted with his conch shell trumpet in hand, ready to announce his father's commands.

"And while he is Lord Ares, he will not see the error in his way and bring my House to ruin." "Oh no... that poor child when she learns," she said softly. "Well, she will have Lord Hades and Lady Persephone to raise her and help her through it." I sighed, which was the one good part. Chara will be raised in love, the daughter of Hades and Persephone and, therefore, the granddaughter of The Zeus. She will be much better off as part of Dio's family than Eugenius'. I know they'll treat the baby well and as their own.