"Why, my Lord, are you so fixated on the thought of me and marriage?" Cassandra couldn't stop herself from blurting.
"It's what is currently on my mind. Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?"
"No. It's just uncommon for me to speak about this with anyone that isn't Helenus or my sisters, especially with a god."
"Do you believe I have an ulterior motive?"
"Do you?" Cassandra countered.
One of Apollo's eyebrows lifted at her question. A second later he grinned wickedly. "Oh, by now you would have figured out if I had an ulterior motive." He laughed at the look of disbelief Cassandra couldn't hide. "No, Cassandra of Troy, I don't want you as my wife," he assured her. "I can do better." "Better than a beauty that rivals Aphrodite?" "I was being kind," Apollo said. …show more content…
"Why thank you, my Lord," Cassandra quipped. "You know how to insult like no other."
Apollo let out a wonderful, full-bodied laugh that somehow complimented the sounds of the forest. It washed over Cassandra like the summer sun, leaving her deliciously warm and happy. It was hard not to be overtaken by the allure of the god. Though he was quick to anger and as unpredictable as the ocean, there was something about him that Cassandra identified with. Could it just be how gods presented themselves to mortals they didn't want to intimidate? Or was there more to it than that? Did the two of them have something in common that connected them on a deeper level?
As Cassandra thought over her questions they reached the spot Cassandra recognized as where she'd entered the forest at. She masked her surprise as Apollo stopped and turned to her.
"I've enjoyed my time with you very much," he said. "I find it hard to believe that I can agree." "I would love to see how well your actual skill is; if you can get something other than worms," Apollo said, a smirk on his lips. "Would you like to join me when I can spare moments to spend with you?" "Yes, I would," Cassandra said with honest anticipation at the idea. "Good," Apollo said like he'd been expecting that answer. "On the days I wish to hunt you will find my message to you on your pillow that morning. Join up with me in the place where we first met before the sun reaches the middle of the sky." "I shall." "Then good-bye, Cassandra of Troy. I'm glad you shot me," Apollo said, his body turning transparent. "Good-bye, my Lord," Cassandra said as the sun god faded from sight. She stared at the spot where he'd been standing for a second, smiled softly, and then left the forest. "Oh, thank the gods. There you are!" a voice shouted the moment she stepped out of the shadows of the trees. Cassandra looked in its direction and was greeted by the sight of Helenus running toward her. "Did you follow me?" she asked her brother. "No. Well, yes, sort of. But not for the reason you think," Helenus told her, breathing heavily as he stood before her. "So it has nothing to do with the fact that I disobeyed your orders?" "I said that more on principle than anything else," Helenus said with a laugh. "No, I've been looking