Zeus you bloody cockroach

"You know, you always have has an awesome entrance," I noted breaking the chilling silence.

My comment fell flat it air without a word in acknowledgement from the other who adorning a silk black cloak kept his face hidden at all times.

In the enchanting beauty of the land of death, its King strode along the narrowing path away from his castle to the glistening river, I have come to call mine.

Of course, its not mine, but I have grown very fond of it.

"Are you going to take me back home?" I asked the King only to hear him snarl.

"No."

Having enough of the cold personality, I stopped and realizing that I was no longer following him, he too came to a stop sighing.

"Not until Zeus leaves." More composed than before he says.

"Why are you so angry?" I asked growing frustrated.

"Why were you even with my brother Elizabeth?" He hisses finally turning back.

I sunk back suddenly slaughtered under the glare that could leave mere ashes behind. If we were charecters of a cartoon, my soul would h