And Then There Were Four

"Fuck my brother!" I exclaimed with a smirk. "I extend a formal invitation to you, Trixie. Will you eat with me?"

Her mouth opened and closed as she glanced around the room at those who entered, taking their places. A sigh escaped her before she quietly nodded in agreement. "It would be rude to refuse royalty," she whispered, causing me to glance at her in confusion. "What royalty?" Before she could answer me, I thought my brother's voice sounded from behind us, and I glanced over my shoulder to look at him.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Who is this in my seat-" Pollux's words were cut off as Trixie turned to look at him. He became speechless and with confusion I glanced at her as she looked at me as if asking what his problem was.

"Dude, go find somewhere else to sit. Trixie is joining me."

Usually, my brother would have argued. Hell, he would have demanded she be removed from the chair, but instead he moved towards the farthest end of the table without so much as a word from his mouth, which I found completely odd considering he was usually a dick. "What was that all about?" she murmured, pulling my gaze from where my brother had gone to sit. His eyes cast down, and a frown marred his lips, as if he was troubled in some way.

"I don't have the slightest fucking clue, honestly."

"Good evening, everyone!" Odin's voice bellowed throughout the hall as he entered with his arms open and a smile on his face. "Tonight is a very special night."

Watching the white bearded man, who proclaimed himself to be my grandfather, enter the hall like the king he was, was indeed admirable, but something about him made my inner self want to claw its way out.

I was angry, and honestly, I wasn't sure why. But the moment he took his seat, and spoke softly to two other men I wasn't familiar with, I tried to dive into conversation with Trixie.

"Everyone, as you know, my

grandchildren Pollux and Castor,

have made it to our realm after many years.of waiting." Cheers and calls of excitement came from the various figures around the table. They were excited by it, and jäst when I didn't think it could get any weirder, silence fell over the hall and, with all eyes turned towards the main entryway, I turned and caught

Lucas' gaze.

His dark cool eyes stared at me with a look I had never had anyone give me before. It was as if he was trying to look into my soul, and stepping forward, heading in my direction, he was quickly intercepted by a young woman with blonde braids.

She muttered to him and gestured

towards a seat across from where Pollux had sat. Personally, I didn't think it was a good idea to have the two men sitting next to each other, but as soon as the connected gaze was broken between Lucas and I, I

tried to pay attention to anything but

him.

If I wasn't careful, I'd get distracted by whatever it was he wanted with me and I couldn't allow that to happen. "Cassie, tell me how you're finding your room."

My gaze drifted from the other up to Odin, "It's okay. I only just got here."

His smile fell a bit as Freya whispered something to him, to which he nodded his head. "I suppose you're right, Cassie. No mind, there are big things coming from you—" "How do you know?" I asked, cutting him off mid-sentence.

It obviously wasn't something people were used to seeing because the shocked expressions on their face made me smirk as I stared at Odin waiting for a response.

"What do you mean? How do I know? You have my blood in you, as does your brother-"

"Yeah, about that," I replied, watching him slightly get annoyed with my continued interruptions. "How is it that you're my mother's father? I mean, my grandmother was adamant she only slept with Zane. So it doesn't make sense."

If looks could kill, I'd be dead because Odin wasn't pleased with the bratty tone I took. Not that I gave two shits. He forced me to come here, and he was going to get every bit of me.

"I figured at your age that kind of talk

would have been done already." He chuckled, trying to make it seem like I was naïve. Of course, though, the soft choking from Pollux coming from the end of the table made Odin's eyes drift for a moment, only téreplace his amusement with

slight concern.