186. ‘Fear Not, Sister’
‘Fear Not, Sister’
Metis’s voice was soft and gentle,
but my eye stayed on her sword.
While it was ugly, made with unskilled hands,
I knew the damage adamantine
weapons could do from healing
hundreds of my brothers.
‘What are you saying, Metis?’
I asked her quietly, the hiss
hiding the tremor of fear in my own voice.
Outside my door, I heard movement.
I turned to meet her eyes again.
‘You must hurry and tell me.’
‘I know you have always longed for
goddesshood. To be valued.
And why would you not?
You are the eldest of the Titan children,
and like Asteria and me, you too
are blessed with strange gifts.’
She continued, her voice steady.
‘What if I told you that for your loyalty,
Zeus will grant you goddesshood?
He will grant you so many gifts
that your name will be on every
single mortal’s lips. Songs
will be sung about you, Styx.’
I took a deep breath,
my whole body turned rigid.
But was this rigidity
fear?
Or was it… hope?