“What,” I asked looking up at Sam who was clean and, in the room, and back at Rachel who was gasping for breath at the doorway after following my run. “Is this true,” I asked the minor and major goddess
The two looked at each other as if they had a mental connection, then nodded. Rachel straightened then sighed, “Yes, it is but we’re planning on letting you have a somewhat normal life,” she answered
“‘A somewhat normal life,’” I repeated, “what is that supposed to mean?”
Both of the immortal beings sighed, “You know about those books you were telling me about that were pretty much written for Greek, Roman, and Norse,” Sam asked and I nodded. “Your life will be that of a demigod up until the King and Queen die either naturally or by murder,” she explained and
