Nyx continues her gracious Yule tradition with the deities. (originally published December 2019)
I left the table and slipped another glass of champagne from a waiter’s tray as it glided by.
I better slow up on these or I’ll be all over Dinlas later, I thought as I took a sip. Then I shrugged.
There’s worse things to do tonight.
I could feel Hekate before I ever saw her, and I followed her magic to the center of the hall where she was surrounded by enraptured staff and a fascinated Viridios. A beautiful dagger rested in her hand, the handle fashioned in the shape of an ornate key. She twirled it around her finger, making some of the staff flinch horribly, until she tossed it in the air, high above their heads. A collective gasp came from the spectators, and it landed with a satisfying hiss into its sheath on her hip. Enthusiastic applause followed as Hekate took a swig of something dark…
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Nyx’s 2019 Gift Giving Yule Event
Dolos’ easy laugh fell on my ears as I approached him, his sister standing beside him with a grin on her face and a dark twinkle in her eyes. They turned to me simultaneously as I came within earshot, and I couldn’t help but smile. Though they are far grown and mature by now, it was hard for me to not still see Dolos’ chubby cheeks or Apate’s sweet smile from when they were younger. I pulled them into a quick hug, kissing both their foreheads, avoiding jostling their drinks, and beamed at them.
“Are you two enjoying yourselves? Staying out of trouble, or mostly, I hope?”
Dolos started to answer, but Apate snorted and cut him off with a wicked smile. “As much as we can, miteras. It has been a chore trying to keep Dolos from causing mischief among the staff and guests.”
I raised an eyebrow…
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