by Mindy Majors
“What did you expect from the daughter of the great and powerful Zeus? God of the sky? Please, god of the temper tantrum is more like it,” Jaysien groused.
“I’ll be sure to give my father your regards surien,” Athena said, a second before she appeared in front of them, “and to answer your question Kassaundra, I have already met with Christian, and he has agreed to become a day walker. He will be a great asset to the fight against the demmic. As for Symarah’s writings, humans stopped believing in the gods long ago, so I have convinced my father to overlook it, so long as she doesn’t write anything else. If it becomes a problem, I will erase all memory of it.”
“You can do that?” Symarah asked in disbelief.
“Only if it becomes necessary, it would require a great deal of power,” Athena replied. I must take my leave, but before I go, I wanted to give you this.”
“The scalphen dehiette?” Symarah took the dagger from Athena’s outstretched hand. “Why are you giving it to me?”
“You are now an Atlantean goddess, and since you are immune to Poseidon’s curse, that makes you the most powerful Atlantean being in existence. We need you to guard the dagger, and keep it from falling into the wrong hands again. I trust that you will keep it safe, and use it wisely.”
Symarah was stunned, she couldn’t believe the gods had so much faith in her. “I won’t disappoint you,” she promised.
I have something else for you, a small gift to welcome you into our world.” Athena waved her hand, and Symarah was suddenly dressed in a beautiful white satin gown, that hung just below her ankles. Her hair was in curls and pulled up on top of her head. “What is this?” Symarah asked.
“This is a dress much more becoming of a goddess.” Athena smiled, and in an instant she had vanished.
“What am I going to do with this?”
“I’ll take it,” Kassie smiled eagerly.
“It looks like something a goddess would wear if she were getting married,” Symarah chuckled, “what do you want it for?”
Kassie smiled a mischievous smile, and Symarah instantly knew the answer to that question. “Oh my God, you two are getting married,” she shrieked excitedly.
“Yes. We are getting married next year, and I want you to be my maid of honor, of course.”
Symarah hugged her friend tight. “Of course, I’m so happy for you.”
“You could have the wedding in my castle, in Spain,” Daire offered.
“Really?” Kassie beamed. “That would be amazing, thank you Daire.”
“I believe this calls for a toast,” Jaysien said, as a glass of champagne appeared in front of each of them. “To the happy couple, may every day reveal a new reason to fall in love with one another all over again.”
Daire smiled, he was finally going to get his happily ever after, and nothing could ever take that away from him again. “And to you Symarah.” Daire spoke with his mind so that only she could hear him. “I will spend my every waking hour striving to be the hero you deserve.”
Symarah had never been this happy. She felt so safe, and peaceful when she was with Daire. She never dreamed that she would get to spend her life with someone so amazing. “You already are caria, you always were.”
THE END