"And why would you trust me?",
I met Themis twice a week in Olympus to run a errand for the Father. I always see her sitting to the left side of Zeus' throne blind and all. I always admire her shiny black hair that falls like an ink contrasting her porcelain white skin tone. Everytime I look at her, I saw her being tensed and then move her head directly to where I am and then she will smile at me. A warm smile.
I found her after few weeks, searching food in trash cans in the mortal realm. Feeding on a spoiled or any left over food. Because Zeus was an ass King.
All pantheon in immortal realm avoided her like a plague. For them she was a disappoinment. She was a coward b***h that she deserved what she got.
I pitied her.
But I'm not heartless like those immortals. There's apart of me
