“ By the Goddess Hera, I'm becoming my father.. ” Apollo could only hold himself down at this revelation, how did a mere interest in a prominent female figure of her people.. turn into sheer adoration & utmost affection for her ambitious strengths?
He'd view you sparing with several fighters again from Mount Olympus, dazing over how your swordsmanship and skills with a spear were unmatched to the others despite a struggle you've persistently gotten over.. Blindness. Even when you could see now sword nearing you face, you could clash the blade away like it was as simple as day.
Once he became bold and tried to view the trainings up close in disguise as one of the people of Aithérios, only to be discovered by her army that she trained well and cared for.. Even without lifting a finger, you were indefinitely a great Leader. Though you look delicate, and you have your army to protect you.. there's was nothing to run from but your wrath in the end.
You were mesmerising, even when you were constantly pursued by many suitors you had turned them all down solely out of respect for a few Goddesses and Gods alike, you were also favoured. Even when blessed you held your stand and continued to venture as a mortal and worshipper of the Gods.
Ah, I made it safely into the grounds again.. Apollo snuck around the training grounds as he caught a glimpse of you from a distance, if he DARED moved any closer he'd risk himself getting spotted.
That was a highlight of his days, he took a stroll across the fields to let him breath a moment the fresh air and try to resist his.. urges. “ Koprophagous, that mortal.. her beauty could enrage the Goddess Aphrodite.. ” he praised her.
He turned back to return only to bump into you, how the fates have turned..