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Heath kissed me slowly on the forehead before walking back to where he had been sitting. Soon he was fishing again.
"Heath . . . " I said slowly, quietly.
"What's up, Zoey?" He looked at me.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
"Hey, don't be. There's nothing you could have done, Kalona was wayy too fast. Anyway, I feel more at peace now." He cocked his head to the side thoughtfully.
"That's not what I was apologizing for . . . though I am sorry for that, too." Somehow my voice didn't break. "I'm sorry for all the poo I dumped on you these past few months." Heath smiled at my use of the word 'poo'. "I'm sorry for being horrible to you, and for dragging you into all of this." I finished.
"Hey, Zo, I gotta admit I liked being dragged into it all. I got to spend time with you, and meet your new friends." He paused. "Speaking of, they're trying to save you as we speak. Go to them, Zo, if you're ready."
My eyes filled with tears. I didn't have time to question him, for when he spoke, Nyx appeared. As usual, she was incredibly and breathtakingly beautiful. Like when she had appeared to me and Aphrodite the week before, she was not solid but shimmered between me and Heath.
"Nyx? Why are you here?" I blurted.
She laughed, reminding me of wind chimes. "My u-we-tsi-a-ge-ya, I am here to talk to your consort. I want to congratulate him for taking his job so seriously and enthusiastically." She turned to Heath.
"I did not Mark you as my son, but today I think of you as my own. My son, you have done well in being Zoey's consort. You will be rewarded in death for your willingness, and for sacrificing yourself for young Zoey, just like her Warrior did. You both care for her very much, as I can see, and Zoey is a very lucky High Priestess indeed."
For once, Heath was actually paying attention to her, and not letting his eyes travel down from her face.
"Thank you, my son. You have played a very important part in Zoey's life, and you should be thankful that you were able to travel some of her journey with her. I am impressed by how much you love her, so much that all you want is for her to go back to her friends and be happy." Nyx looked at me.
"I don't want to go. Not yet," I said.
"But you do, Zoeybird. Remember, your first consort will be here, waiting for you when you will be able to see him again. Be thankful to him that he was so easygoing with your Warrior. Now, Zoey, it is time to leave and return to your friends."
I stared at Heath, and knew that I was ready to go. "Thank you, Heath. You know I love you, right?"
"Course I do, Zo. I love you, too. Go on, go back. And tell that Stark dude that he better treat you well, or I'll haunt him."
"Blessed be, Zoey Redbird. I will see you again soon."
"Heath . . . " I said slowly, quietly.
"What's up, Zoey?" He looked at me.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
"Hey, don't be. There's nothing you could have done, Kalona was wayy too fast. Anyway, I feel more at peace now." He cocked his head to the side thoughtfully.
"That's not what I was apologizing for . . . though I am sorry for that, too." Somehow my voice didn't break. "I'm sorry for all the poo I dumped on you these past few months." Heath smiled at my use of the word 'poo'. "I'm sorry for being horrible to you, and for dragging you into all of this." I finished.
"Hey, Zo, I gotta admit I liked being dragged into it all. I got to spend time with you, and meet your new friends." He paused. "Speaking of, they're trying to save you as we speak. Go to them, Zo, if you're ready."
My eyes filled with tears. I didn't have time to question him, for when he spoke, Nyx appeared. As usual, she was incredibly and breathtakingly beautiful. Like when she had appeared to me and Aphrodite the week before, she was not solid but shimmered between me and Heath.
"Nyx? Why are you here?" I blurted.
She laughed, reminding me of wind chimes. "My u-we-tsi-a-ge-ya, I am here to talk to your consort. I want to congratulate him for taking his job so seriously and enthusiastically." She turned to Heath.
"I did not Mark you as my son, but today I think of you as my own. My son, you have done well in being Zoey's consort. You will be rewarded in death for your willingness, and for sacrificing yourself for young Zoey, just like her Warrior did. You both care for her very much, as I can see, and Zoey is a very lucky High Priestess indeed."
For once, Heath was actually paying attention to her, and not letting his eyes travel down from her face.
"Thank you, my son. You have played a very important part in Zoey's life, and you should be thankful that you were able to travel some of her journey with her. I am impressed by how much you love her, so much that all you want is for her to go back to her friends and be happy." Nyx looked at me.
"I don't want to go. Not yet," I said.
"But you do, Zoeybird. Remember, your first consort will be here, waiting for you when you will be able to see him again. Be thankful to him that he was so easygoing with your Warrior. Now, Zoey, it is time to leave and return to your friends."
I stared at Heath, and knew that I was ready to go. "Thank you, Heath. You know I love you, right?"
"Course I do, Zo. I love you, too. Go on, go back. And tell that Stark dude that he better treat you well, or I'll haunt him."
"Blessed be, Zoey Redbird. I will see you again soon."
