"What are you talking about Cronus? What is the meaning of this?" What is he talking about? Deimos is my mate, of course he will be the only one in my eyes,he is the possessor of my soul.
"I am saying I wantyou. Look at me properly, see through my eyes. See through my pain. See my heart. WOn't you have me? Won't you be mine?" Cronus asks me while I just stare at him dumb folded. But before I could reply to him, a deep voice booms across the quiet dark hall.
"Over my dead body." Deimos voice thunders with rage. Walking towards us ripping Cronus away from me. He throws me across his shoulder while I cry, hit and fight fro him to let me go. But he pays me no mind focusing all his attention on Cronus. Didn't he run to Theia? Didn't he go behind when he should have been by my side. When he should have chosen me.
