I appeared in the middle of the throne room and immediatly collasped. I woke up and saw Apollo's face. He pulled me up and hugged me tight. I felt like crying.
He sat me down in a chair a nymph must have brought. He stood behind me, his hands on my shoulders, as if I would dissapear into thin air just like I had come.
But once everyone concentrated on my appearance the ladies wisked me away and helped me clean up and sleep a little.
They dressed me n fresh clothes and did my make-up.
But halfway through I began to sob. They conforted me, even they didn't know why I was crying. Athena soon shooed everyone away and asked what was wrong. I could only get out three small words.
"Third... Brother... Koios!" She clicked her tognue sympathetically and smoothed my hair. That was comforting.
"I understand. Do you want to tell Apollo or the council first?" I tried to take a deep breath but failed.
"Apollo." I managed to get out.
"All right. I'll go get him." She left and I sobbed. A few minuted Apollo walked in and I couldn't look at him.
"Adeasteia, what's wrong?"
"Underworld... third brother... saved... he...attempt...kill...couldn't...feelings...kiss..." He took a deep breath and I forced myself to look at him. His face was stony but his eyes were kind.
"Do you, you, love him?" He asked. I chocked back more tears.
"I, I, don't know. I felt guilty when I kissed him and I was worried about him."
He did something unexpected, he stroked my cheek.
"It's alright. It's alright. Did he tell you what the threat is?"
"A child of the Craken." His faced paled and I felt sleepy again.
"I'll carry you to your room." he did and when he sat me down on my bed, he kissed my forehead. Then I instantly fell asleep.
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The next day the council had me explain Hades's plan. They did not ask about Koios. Neither did Apollo.
Once night when Apollo came to check on me he found me sobbing in my sleep mumbling something about Koios being dead.
For almost every night afterward Apollo would sit next to my bed and make sure I slept well. And when I cried he would hold me and rock me like I was still a child.
One night when I was done crying I asked,
"Are you mad at me?" He smiled.
"Why should I be?" I just nodded then fell asleep. I knew he was bothered but why wasn't he mad at me?
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About a month later we finally got some news.