Emmet
Back in our suite after a long and tedious night, I’m about to jump in the shower to wash off the remains of the night when I feel Athena’s anger through our bond. She’s usually so guarded with her emotions and level headed that it takes me by surprise.
I decide to do something nice for her and light some candles in the bathroom and draw her a nice hot bath. I throw in some rose petals and scented oil, hoping this will improve her mood.
I undress quickly and jump into the round black obsidian tub when I hear the door to the suite open and close. She sighs and her footsteps come closer and closer.
“Emmet?” She calls sounding tired and defeated.
“In here!” I call back to her.
Her beautiful face appears at the door and I smile at her.
“What’s all this?” She asks suspiciously.
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