"Okay would you like hold up for one second," I said standing from the bed away from the strange boy.
"Why, is something the matter?" he asked with worry.
"Uh yeah..." I cried pacing around the room. "I am married?"
"Well... yes you are or shall I say 'were'," he said deep in thoughts.
"I am really confused. I am sixteen there's no way I'm married..."
"Reya..." he called standing from the bed to hold me steady. " I don't know if the others have briefed you on everything but you are not sixteen. You are more than ten thousand years old. You might look like a sixteen year old yet you've lived more than most demigods and that's saying something. Are you trying to tell me that of all the years you've lived on this earth, you hadn't considered getting married?"
"I mean..." I gushed, striding to a window to look out. "I just got here, you don't spring that up on people about them being married when they're still getting to the terms of their new life. That's weird."
