While Arthur was talking to King Frey, Thalia was in her chambers with Selena, watching the servants pack her belongings.
The princess, sitting on her bed, sneezed, and covered her nose with her hand. – Suddenly... Someone is talking about me...
Selena, laughed at her childhood friend's cute sneeze. – You haven't changed a bit. Wait... – she said, staring at her.
– What's wrong? – the princess asked, looking at the redhead.
Selena's eyes widened in amazement. – You can talk?! Before you didn't speak... Even me and your brother's wedding day, you didn't even congratulate us... – she questioned the once silent princess.
Thalia smiled, memories of her late older brother flooding her mind. – Alander always said that I wouldn't meet a good man if I didn't talk. He wanted me to talk more, so I do it for him... – she said, sobbing and wiping away tears.
One of the unfortunate people who always admired the brute, but was rejected, the insensitive one claimed that: she doesn't like me, it's her immaturity that makes her think so, it's just admiration.
Selena smiled slightly, and sat on Thalia's bed. – And have you found a good man... Or is it still the same one? – she asked, looking at the princess's elven face.
Thalia's eyes lit up at Selena's question, her cheeks turning pink. – My father told me he wants me to marry him... – she whispered, wiping away tears with a smile.
"WHAT?! So easy?! I've been trying for years, and you princesses just need to want to marry Arthur!" she grumbled inwardly, clenching her fists. – Are you sure Arthur will accept? You know he's always been very indifferent about women. Don't you think it's better to be with someone who won't be so cold? – Selena looked into her bright eyes.
– I know I may never have his love, but I'm happy to serve him as a wife... – the princess said, opening a bright smile that closed her eyes.
Selena, with a vein on her forehead, smiled. – So get ready, you're going to compete with the most beautiful woman in the world for his attention. – she said, hiding her anger.
The anger of seeing another in the place she wished to be. She always wanted it to be her...
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In the banquet hall, King Frey stared steadily at Arthur. – Take Elenaris with you! I'm sure you'll think about what I said. She and I have already talked about it, and we are both in agreement...– the king ordered, with a forced smile on his face.
The hard but smiling face conveyed a clear message. Want an alliance? The price is marriage!
Arthur looked at Lancelot and Persival, both understandig his concern. "How am I going to explain Elenaris' presence in Camelot..." he thought, and his companions could perceive his thoughts.
– Right... – King Arthur sighed.
That was all King Frey wanted to hear.
Smiling, king Frey stood up. – Then it's settled! My daughter will become your wife and you will have my unconditional support... – he said, shaking Arthur's hand.
Saint Chamberlain, looking at Arthur, wondered. "Why doesn't he say no?! Does he intend to hand her over to..." thinking, he glanced at Persival with a sigh.
– And it's not Arthur Pendragon, it's Treadway. King Frey... – Arthur looked at Frey with a smile.
– Wanting or not, you're a Pendragon! – Frey said chuckling. He didn't notice that Arthur was mad, in fact, No one noticed.
Arthur was upset, he didn't know how to solve this problem. Thalia's presence would generate noise in Camelot, and Hera's jealousy was one of this noises they all predicted.
A soldier entered the room and knelt down. – Sovereign! It is urgent, sir! The king of Vanain... - he exclaimed, perspiring.
King Frey, grunting, ran his hand over his face. – What does he want this time...?
The soldier, sweating and kneeling, said. – He's here...
The king of Vanain interrupted, entering the room. A dark elf in a black kimono and a silver crown on his head, he was decent for a wild and violent species, perhaps because he wanted to impress Arthur. He entered the room accompanied by soldiers and a black elf with white hair, white eyes and an orange dress. – Frey, why are you hiding the presence of king Treadway?!
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On the Eurus continent, Zeus was heading to the meeting room of the Union of Kings, in the city of Zirya in the province of the gods, in the Greek empire. Zeus entered the room with clenched fists, and walked toward his seat. "Who does that Treadway think he is?! I am a god! He's going to pay me for what he did!" Zeus fumed, his rage palpable.
All the kings and princes of war raised and lowered their heads in fear of the muscular bearded man of two meters. – God king! – they all exclaimed.
The respect and influence that Zeus commanded were exaggerated. He wasn't even the Emperor King, yet he still had tremendous power over everyone.
Zeus, the king, raising his hand to signal everyone to sit. He looked at Mara and Alucard. – Is the army ready?! – he questioned, his blue eyes releasing sparks.
Princess Mara, a mysterious human who had risen to the position of captain of the princes of war, one of the most beautiful women in the world, dressed in a white and gold uniform, with blond hair and her purple eyes, looked at Zeus indifferently. – Ready to...? – she wanted to know what madness was in the lunatic's head this time.
Zeus tapped the table and screamed. – READY TO ATTACK YOU USELESS BRAT!! – his voice accompanied by thunder outside the room.
Mara, already familiar with Zeus's character, sighed with exhaustion and lowered her head. "Another day here..." she thought. – Not yet, give us a few days to gather all the soldiers of the kingdoms... – she said, yawning with exhaustion.
Zeus, furious, looked around. "The Ming was dethroned in the Murim lands, his army represented two-thirds of the Union army. But that child managed to remove him. Frey and the king of Vanain were excellent subordinates, but I will destroy them all! I will give birth to a new world where those who disobey me do not exist! – he said to himself to calm down.
One of the characteristics of the Olympians is megalomania. They saw themselves as gods, what is better proof of megalomania than this? They overestimated themselves too much, but Hades and Arthur would destroy all that self-esteem.