HERA
I woke up the next morning to the sound of muffled voices. My head felt heavy, my body even more so, the events of last night still tangled in my mind.
The trial. The moment with me and Atticus. The voice in my head.
It all twirled in my mind like a whirlwind.
I had barely open my eyes when I saw them—Lilith and three maids, standing by the foot of the bed, watching me like they were waiting for something.
I sat up slowly, my body protesting, but I kept my face blank.
"What’s going on?" I asked, my voice a little rough but steady.
Lilith stepped forward, a smug smile on her lips, clearly enjoying whatever game she was playing.
“I just wanted to personally welcome you to your new role here, Hera.” She responded smugly. I narrowed my eyes, but I wasn’t in the mood for her th
