[Greek mythology] Born to be arrogant

A kiss as soft as a feather fell on her eyes.

Warm, delicate, with a hint of tingling and irrepressible depression.

A familiar but hoarse voice echoed in her ears, chanting a familiar but obscure incantation.She opened her eyes blankly, unable to feel the light, but faintly felt a tearing pain from the wound in her heart.

Gradually, she saw a few faint lights, then Apollo's tired but still handsome face like a sculpture, and then his eyes, as blue as the sea, full of tenderness, mixed with A trace of unbelievable surprise and fear.

He is back……

"Di...Anna?" Apollo called with some uncertainty, his tone was very soft and soft, for fear of shattering the misty dream in front of him.

Diana nodded with difficulty, and tried to sit up, but the wound burst open again, bleeding profusely in an instant.

Apollo's expression changed instantly.

Diana also changed her expression.

She didn't know how to describe Apollo's appearance, but she only remembered that Apollo had never been so frightened and anxious in thousands of years.The sea-blue pupils reflected the blood all over her body, and the blood color faded from her plump lips in an instant, turning as pale as the frosty fire in the deepest part of the underworld.He held her hand tightly, half knelt beside her, moved his lips slightly, but couldn't speak a word due to trembling.

Apollo, who has been calm and calm for tens of thousands of years, and who can make up for it without changing his face even if the sky falls, is so frightened that he can't respond, and can't even speak a word.

"I..." It's okay.

She reluctantly twitched the corners of her mouth, but saw Apollo hugging her like crazy, and turned around to fly to the holy mountain of Olympus at the end of the world.

He was really dizzy.A mortal is brought to the mountain, and within half a day, he will be smashed to pieces by the mountain's thunder, burnt out by the fire, frozen to death by the frost, and submerged in the mist.

But before she had time to dissuade her, Apollo stopped halfway and hurriedly turned to fly to the Sanctuary of Delphi.

The bright night of Delphi has not yet receded, the priests still kneel neatly, and the two goddesses in white dresses also kneel.The tyrannical Egyptian soldiers fell to the ground, and the burnt blackness on their palms had completely healed.The two kidnapped Thessaly doctors looked at each other, decided to keep their mouths shut, knelt behind the priests, and bowed deeply.

Apollo strode into the temple with Diana in his arms, staggered a few times, and tripped over many vase shelves for display.

The goddesses and priests outside the temple listened to the chattering inside, and their minds turned hundreds of times.

Apollo ran all the way, stumbled, and even forgot that he was the god of light and could teleport to his destination.At that moment, there was only one crazy roar left in his whole world: I can't lose her anymore, even if I give everything he has, I can't lose her again.

He thought that he was just loving her as a brother and a friend, even if he fell in love with her, it was just returning to the first love when he was a teenager.He would hold her hand, hold her in his arms, and be with her forever, just like a gentle stream of water.

However, in that solemn and solemn temple of order, she suddenly turned into powder before his eyes, and disappeared into the world.

There is no more intoxicating and cold fragrance quietly accompanying, no more bright moonlight pouring like water at night.

He rushed to her position like crazy, bumping into countless high-ranking deities along the way.However, what he caught in his hand was only scattered light.

Diana, Diana, Diana...

He knelt in the temple and shouted her name hoarsely, only a shocking red remained in his eyes.Hermes said that at that time, he was like a lion driven to the end, with ferocious and desperate eyes.

He forgot the scroll that fell to the ground sadly in mid-air, and he forgot that he was in the most solemn Temple of Order of the Protoss. He just instinctively grasped the fading light and howled heart-piercingly.All the elegance, self-restraint, and majesty of the main god were all thrown away at that moment.

He has been thinking that as long as she can come back, as long as she is still alive, he can act as if nothing happened, not hating that lightning, not hating Zeus, not hating Hades, not hating himself, no one. Hate, don't hate, hate no one.

As long as she can, come back.

He thought that he would not cry even if he shed the last drop of blood.

But that day, in that cold and solemn temple, he threw away all his elegance and pride, burst into tears, and looked crazy.

Diana leaned her head in Apollo's arms, hugged his shoulders and neck as she did when she was a child, and fell asleep completely relaxed.

Since the day she became Princess Thessaly, she hasn't had a good night's sleep.The war is raging, the palace is turbulent, and refugees are everywhere... Even in those days when she was seriously injured and dying, she tried her best to maintain the last sliver of clarity.Because she knows that human beings are too fragile, once they fall into a deep sleep, they may never wake up.

She felt the warm water in a daze, and felt that Apollo carefully cut her blood-stained dress.She felt his hands trembling, as well as his eyes.She tried her best to raise her hand, trying to calm his heart, but her eyelids were heavy as if filled with lead, and she blurted out a few monosyllabic words, but they were broken into words.

She vaguely heard Daphne's voice.

【If Your Highness can trust me, let me come, okay?Her Highness Diana is a woman after all...]

【go out. 】

【I have practiced the prayer of light created by you, and it will definitely make His Royal Highness Diana wake up safely. 】

[Don't make me say it a second time! 】

【His Highness wakes up this time, how long will he sleep again? 】

【you……】

[His Royal Highness has spent more than 5000 consecutive days and nights without sleep in order to gather the moonlight scattered in the world.Besides...]

[I don't want to be rough on the goddess, Daphne.go out. 】

[I just want to ask, you forced your way into the underworld to pick the flowers of the ghostly frost fire, the fire of the godhead was already half-lit; and then you smashed the dome under the thunder and went straight to the kingdom of night, the light in the godhead has been swallowed by the darkness ;You have collected the rays of light that are smaller than dust bit by bit, until today it has only condensed into half a moon... On that day, in the Temple of Order, the oath you made with golden eyes still counts what? 】

【You are trying to provoke me. 】

[His Highness's eyes have already glowed with golden light. 】

【you! 】

【Your Highness, don't forget that you now only belong to the Moon God, but you with golden eyes belong to the whole world. 】

The sound of their conversation was vague and inaudible, and everything was like a dream.

Diana tried hard to open her eyes, but she only felt Apollo's warm hands covering her eyes, saying to her over and over again: "Don't open, Diana. Don't open your eyes. Don't open the wounded by my light until healed."

She nodded in a daze, and subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug him, but heard a suppressed low gasp.

"What's wrong with you?" She muttered to herself, feeling Apollo suddenly hugged her tightly, his hot body pressed against her, kissing her eyes, sucking her lips, stroking her almost madly. Looking at the scars on her heart... She felt dry and hot all over, and sobbed softly: "Uncomfortable. I...uncomfortable."

She held her legs tightly together, not knowing what she wanted, but she instinctively hugged Apollo tightly, longing for the clean and warm palm flower scent on his body.

Apollo hoarsely called her name, kissed her body over and over again, sucking and kneading her almost greedily, but carefully avoided the scabbed wound.He didn't know what she had experienced in the human world, but he only remembered the moment he woke up, only Diana covered in blood was left in the whole world, and he couldn't see anything else.

The water in the hot spring has been dyed a faint red with blood, he waved his hand and sprinkled a piece of golden light, and the water immediately returned to its former clearness and warmth.

"Diana." He hugged her, his voice hoarse.

Diana responded in a low voice, and unconsciously hugged his tight waist, causing him to pant heavily again.

"Diana, let me leave an emblem on you, okay? A bright emblem that only belongs to me. In this way, no matter how many times you reincarnate, no matter who you become, I can find you at the first time, Hold you like you are now."

Diana let out a dazed "hmm", with a soft nasal voice.

He picked her up, carefully placed her on the altar by the water, started from her forehead, and kissed her all the way along her exquisite curve.Diana twisted her body uneasily, but he held her ankles, gently stroking her soft white insteps, stroking her beautiful translucent toenails that were as neat as shells, and slowly leaned down on her knees. A deep tooth mark was left on the inner thigh.

She curled up her toes in pain, and a layer of pink gradually appeared on her milky white skin.

The slightly oozing tooth marks gradually condensed into the unique emblem of the God of Light, which was forever branded in her soul.

Diana finally woke up completely.

She felt that she was lying naked in Apollo's arms, leaning on his strong and powerful chest, listening to his violent heartbeat and breathing.She unconsciously touched his firm, suffocating lower abdomen, the place where it started was hot, and the ferocious veins were wrapped around it, screaming to release it in her hands.

Her face turned pale.

This body, just turned, 15 years old...

"Diana." Apollo turned over and pressed her to the water's edge, and said in a low voice, "Give it to me, Diana."

"No!" She shook her head resolutely and decisively.

As if struck by lightning, Apollo's face gradually turned pale.

"I'm only 15 years old, do you understand!" She didn't choose what to say, and subconsciously moved away from him a little, but he pressed her down.

"Aren't you... you don't want to?" Apollo hoarsely suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and asked her in the calmest voice possible.

"Humans are not gods, and they don't grow up from birth. You can kill giant pythons on the fourth day of your birth, but humans can't, no! I'm too young! I will, I will get hurt..." She spat out the last few days He turned his head, a slight blush appeared on his face.

No matter how hooligan she is, she still retains some self-consciousness as a woman after all.

She's too young to hurt.

Apollo kissed her lips fiercely, ravaged and sucked her almost crazily, and pressed her to himself, calming down the dryness and heat in his body with the familiar cold fragrance.But instead of suppressing the anger, it burned even more vigorously.

He closed his eyes, wrapped her in his own robe, carried her back to the inner hall to lie down, and then lay on his side next to her, almost tyrannically releasing his desire.

She fell asleep again, her long eyelashes curled up, quiet and peaceful.

Apollo leaned over and kissed her eyes, and released himself with a low gasp.

"I'll wait for you to grow up."