I went back later that night to the temple like he had asked me to, only this time I was comfortable in my own clothing. I was glad that I didn't have to be exposed by him this time, it was what made me feel uncomfortable before him anyway. When I arrive, he was already sitting lotus, his eyes closed as he meditated. " My Lord?" I whispered as I slowed to a stop, standing before him in nothing but a black cotton dress. He opened his eyes and looked at me, his eyes colder than they were before. I felt that same jolt as before and looked away, staring out up at the sky seeing Khonsu light the sky.
" Why do the mortals swoon over the gods?" I asked him suddenly, looking back at him. I was actually genuinely curious as to why, but the look on his face made me want to wish I hadn't asked in the first place. " Why, Have you fallen for me?" He looked at me with a stone brow raised, his gaze smoldering, almost as if he was trying to burn me where I stood. I blushed darkly and looked away, coughing, not really sure how I should answer that. No, I haven't fallen and wasn't ever going to. " That's not my duty," I said coldly, frustration building up inside of me. I turned to look at him and found him staring at me with this funny look as if there was something on my face.
" Interesting, you're lying." He said bluntly, glaring at me with strange golden orbs for eyes now. I flinched and looked at him as he stood, walking toward me. He towered over me by three feet because he was about three feet taller than an average human. " Should I test that theory?" He whispered, grabbing my wrist in his cold stone hands, leaning down to get a better look at me. " My Lord?! I can't?!!" I whimpered, trying to pull my arm away. He then blinked honestly confused and stared at me, his face twisted in between confusion and frustration. " Who says it's wrong to love a god?" He blinks " The gods have loved Mortals before, but we can never be with them. We don't have a mortal body." He leaned down again, grabbing my other wrist, pulling me closer. " So please Fledgling, explain what is so wrong about loving a god?" He asked again, only his voice was deeper almost demanding as it was infused with more power to compel me to answer. " Because I'm next in line for the crown," I said finally yanking free, that same tension building up in my stomach again
He blinked after that and crossed his arms over his chest. " You didn't answer my question." He said with a furious glare in my direction. I sighed after a while and looked down at my bare feet. " I just can't. Love is always one-sided." I whispered, glancing at him with a faint flush to my face. He grinned for a short moment and cocked his head to the side. " You're flushed... I wonder why...?" he sat back on the floor in a lotus position and placed his staff in his lap, staring outside.
"Are you going to answer my question?" He asked, watching me, the tension much heavier than before. I didn't look at him when I answered. " No, I will not."
" Remember when I said That I watched you for the last two years. I also heard your monologue about how the priests don't belong to themselves anymore after they start to swoon." He said smiling, which caused me to snap my head up and look at him, shocked. I glared at him realizing that he wasn't lying, I had indeed said something like that out loud around him a long time ago.
I blushed and looked down, sighing. " Yes, I may have said something like that. What of it, My Lord?"