“You and her are probably one of the few welcoming of me being here…” he muttered, though it was lost in the sounds of Kyra squealing and wriggling in his arms, distracting him from his dark thoughts. His eyebrows raised as she flailed, reaching out for her brother who was watching Persephone in awe.
“S-sacwed animal?” the boy adjusted his hold, trying to be more gentle in his hold of the rabbit who seemed content in the child’s arms. If he was honest, Zarek was also curious about this sacred animal business, listening intently to what was going on between the goddess and his son. Though hearing hers was a bat had him smiling a bit, trying to imagine someone as gentle as her with a bat, especially defending it’s honor.
She definitely surprised him, though his experiences with the gods and goddesses of olympus were few, most seemed to look down upon him. He was still on Artemis’ shit list for that matter, even if Astrid’s mother had deemed the nymphs judgement of him valid.
“Means she likes you, take that to heart she doesn’t like many people–” She grinned at him before she nodded at the little boy. “Mmhmm all gods have sacred animals, you might not be a god in that sense but the bunny seems to like your arms the best. I’d say that you have a special connection.” Giving the little boy a wink she rose and held her arms out for Kyra. “Well little love, come here– oh you are like your mother you are.”
Though she should have waited for Zarek to give her permission the goddess tucked the babe to her hip and made faces at her with a smile. She was one of the few that didn’t hold the prejudices, Ares didn’t give a fuck about what went on at the mount and being a Queen in her own right in the Underworld she had more than once put Artemis in her place. Wrinkling her nose she nuzzled Kyra with a laugh. “You are blessed,” she told Zarek. “Truly, I think you deserve it.”
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