Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
I drew ahead to the end of the hall and craned my neck around the corner. One side had more Sisyphean dorms. The other side had a single staircase entrance with a golden sign above that read “Titan Wing.”
“This one looks nice. Aella, check it out.”
Their calls drew me to Sisyphean Dorm Eleven. A low whistle cut through my lips.
“Not bad at all.”
One grand circle lay before me with ten alcoves starting and ending where I stood. Each alcove boasted a stone, curved archway that granted us a glimpse of the bed, desk, bookshelf, and dressing table on the other side. In the middle of it all was a sunken common area of squashy couches and cushions.
Nitsa flung herself on one. “If our rooms are this nice, imagine how incredible the Titan dorms are. My brother said that each one came with a beautiful personal attendant who caters to you and rubs your feet.” She flashed me a flat look. “As you guessed, they’re idiots and I’ve learned to ignore everything they say.”
I laughed. “Let’s go find out for ourselves, then. The entrance is right down the hall.”
“Better we don’t get in trouble on the first day.” Daciana tossed me her welcome book. “Sisyphean aren’t allowed in the Titan Wing except by personal invitation.”
“It doesn’t really say that, does it?” I flipped through and there it was—word for word. “Never mind. I need to unpack and find the showers. I feel like I’ve been traveling for years.”
“But I’ll bet you haven’t traveled as far as me,” Daciana teased. “So... I’ll be taking that shower first!” She snatched up her stuff and raced out. Shrieking, I ran after her and was popped off my feet and tossed on the couch.
Nitsa saluted me in the doorway. “Too slow, Port Delphin. Looks like you’re third.”
Okay. Now it was on.
I chased after them—our laughter echoing through the hallway.
Alexander
“She’s tricky. Did you hear her trying to pull that ‘I’m not a demigod’ bullshit? She hasn’t stopped trying to desert since she tipped that apple cart in the market square and sent Larisa flying over a table of silks.”
I paced the length of my bedroom, getting toasted on all sides by the roaring fire.
As dormitories went, this place didn’t hold a candle to the rooms in the Imperial Palace. One had to wonder then why the headmasters of old spent so much Imperial Palace money to make the outside grander than the shining city of Mount Olympus.
For our troubles, the Titans were granted a bed that would barely fit two people comfortably, a dressing table and vanity, fireplace, desk, shelving, and an attached bathroom. The only true perk to this wing was not having to share. Although that perk was doing fuck all for me.
Calix made himself comfortable on my bed, his erection at full tilt as he flipped through a collection of erotic drawings by a man, or woman, who went by the pseudonym Eros. Galen and Ajax reclined in my armchairs, warming their rank-ass feet by the fire.
“What the fuck are you three even doing in here?”
“Listening to you moan nonstop about some girl,” Ajax returned. “What’s the deal with her? And why should we care?”
“Care about whatever the hell you want.” I flung his boot at his head. “And put those back on before the smell sets in and I have to change rooms.”
The asshole and his twin brother smirked in my face as they rubbed their sweaty feet on my carpet. If they weren’t my brothers in every way that mattered, I’d have popped their empty heads.
“But who is she?” Calix spoke up. “Did she turn you down for a fuck? Bet it’s the first time that happened.”
“No, she didn’t. But she would,” I admitted. “She has told me loudly and often that she despises me, and will laugh herself sick when I’m struck down by the many ailments she’s wishing upon me.”
“Damn. She said that to your face?” He forced his attention off the book to flash me raised brows. “The girl’s fearless.”
“She’s mouthy,” I corrected, irritation blazing hotter than the fire. “And crude. Like she got a high-priced education just to learn filthier words. She has the nerve to judge me close-minded.”
“Ah, so she knows you well.”
I lifted the mattress and dumped Calix off. The fool howled on the carpet. Life was nothing but a joke to him and that would never change.
“Something about her doesn’t make sense, though. She pretends to know nothing of our world. She claimed not to know who I was until I told her.”
“That is strange,” Galen said. “Does there exist a place in Olympia that is beyond the council’s reach? Even the mountain people have to pay their taxes.”
“No such place exists. She’s lying but I can’t say why or for what purpose.”
“To get close to you,” Ajax offered.