It had been six months since Helia had found her home on Olympus. She settled in nicely, still continuing with her training with her mother and siblings, as well as her scholastic lessons with Athena. She still had her playdates with Melinoe and Triton on Saturdays, where they caught up and had recently been discussing possible birthday plans. Since they were gods, they didn’t age like mortals; instead, they would age twice as fast. When she arrived on Olympus, she was eight and a half years old, the equivalent to a four-and-a-half-year-old mortal child; she, along with Melinoe and Triton, would be turning ten godly years in a few weeks, five in mortal years.
“Helia, sweetheart, it’s time to get up.”
“Ten more minutes, mama,” Helia groaned from underneath her covers. She did not w
