Episode 15
âHahâ¦â¦â
Leaning back against the closed door, Hestia exhaled deeply in frustration.
What are you doing to a child?
She couldnât help but get excited.
On second thought, thoughâ¦â¦.
âThereâs no way I have any of that left.â
Hestia buried her face in her hands.
After being alone for so long, she was overjoyed to find a new connection, even if it was just a dot.
Otherwise, she wouldnât let her hidden emotions run wild.
âAfter I go to bedâ¦â¦. Yeah. Iâll be fine after I sleep.â
Hestia spoke the words like a mantra, then pushed herself up from her reclining position and walked to the table.
She slumped helplessly into the chair and collapsed onto the table like a doll with a broken thread.
ââ¦â¦.â
Yeah. After she slept, everything would be back to normal.
She didnât know about anything else, but she knew she wasâ¦â¦. because youâve always been the same.
* * *
Only in the blue light of dawn did Hestia slowly lift her closed eyes.
âSame old, same old.â
She muttered the words that had become her habitual way of starting the day and pushed herself up from her prostrate position.
Thud, thud.
The blanket slipped off his body and fell to the floor.
âWhen againâ¦â¦.â
It was the new blanket sheâd bought for Theo.
Hestia picked it up, twirled it, folded it neatly, and placed it on the table.
When I see him, Iâll have to apologize.
When sheâd thought he was gone, the senseless loss had made her emotions so heightened that sheâd reacted sharply to the slightest comment.
Hestiaâs eyes took on a bittersweet glint.
She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head,
âLetâs get on with the day.â
Hestia pushed herself up and stepped out.
Hiss.
She opened the door cautiously, not wanting to wake Theo.
Outside, she was bathed in a brilliant blue light.
She breathed in deeply, the cold, fresh air filling her lungs.
The corners of Hestiaâs mouth curled upward at the sensation of clarity.
âMr. El.â
Hiss.
The sound of Suriâs fierce cry roused the sleeping birds, sending them furiously into flight. The silence of the forest was disturbed.
Soon a huge black shadow loomed over Hestiaâs head.
When El looked up and saw that she had no intention of coming down, Hestia nudged her.
âJust give me the basket of quilts, please.â
Hestiaâs voice was tinged with irritation, but Elleâs eyes darted around the sky as if she hadnât heard.
It was obvious what she wanted.
âCanât you do it another time? If I do it first thing in the morning, Iâll have no energy for the rest of the day.â
Elle watched him stare at her, then turned away.
âThen Iâll call you later.
And with that, he flew higher and higher until he was just a dot.
âOh, okay, here, here, here!â
Hestia threw one hand up in the air in frustration.
âYouâre bothering me.
But despite her words, El quickly changed direction and descended. With the basket of quilts, of course.
The great wings flapped and the gusts of wind tore at Hestiaâs dark hair and the hem of her dress.
The sound of the clashing winds echoed in the air.
Hestia hastily tamed her fluttering hair, not wanting to wake Theo.
âCan you please come down quietly?!â
She blurted out, for what seemed like the umpteenth time.
âThereâs only so much you can ask of a human subject.
Elleâs eyes glowed fiercely, and soon a transparent light enveloped her.
When he reappeared, a small Suri, no bigger than his forearm, was perched on the handle of a quilted basket.
âThis is not the way to honor my majesty, so letâs get this over with.
Whatâs the point of being so dignified when youâre the one holding out your hand to be fed?
Still, it was a much better attitude than it used to be.
Hestia sat down in front of the basket, her face full of energy, and placed her right hand on Elâs head.
Soon, a warm glow emanated from their touch and enveloped Elleâs body. It was the color of transparent sunlight or brilliant moonlight.
But the peace was short-lived.
âHestia, are you all right?â
Fuddum.
El flew up and disappeared at the sudden appearance of the voice.
âTheo?â
Hestia looked up at Theo, her eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and fear.
Had he seen her? How long had he been watching her? Should she leave now?
Hestiaâs mind raced, but she could only gape at the sound of her own pounding heart.
ââ¦â¦Hestia.â
Theo stepped closer, his face stern.
ââ¦â¦.â
Hestia stood still, still staring at Theo.
What ifâ¦â¦. If he sensed something was wrong, sheâd have to run.
âYour complexion, itâs not good.â
Theo stepped in front of Hestia and bent down to meet her gaze.
Did she see it?
Did she, did she see?
âThe quilt basket wasâ¦â¦ heavy, wasnât it? You should have called me for this.â
Leaving Hestia tense, Theo stood up, still holding the basket.
âIâll put it away.â
He started to walk toward the house, then paused, adding.
ââ¦â¦your complexion, itâs really bad. Finish your walk and come in.â
With one last worry, Theo walked quickly and disappeared into the house.
âHahâ¦â¦.â
Fluff.
Hestia slumped to the floor as the tension left her.
Her arms were numb from all the effort sheâd put into her body. Her fisted hands were already damp with cold sweat.
âYou didnât see â¦â¦? Ha ha, Iâll have to be more careful, Iâm too complacent for a kid.â
Letting out a short, tense breath, Hestia stood up, her body sagging like a soaked cotton ball, and headed for the garden. She needed time to calm her frightened mind.
Ping.
As if out of nowhere, Lu came over and rubbed Hestiaâs face comfortingly.
âYouâre only ever so affectionate at times like this.â
âSorry, sis.
Lou flipped her ears back and looked up at Hestia, her eyes moist at the corners.
âYouâre doing this because you know Iâm vulnerable, right?â
At that, Hestia made a defeated puffing sound and stroked her soft silver fur.
âYou have nothing to be sorry for, it was all my choice.â
Choosing to bring Theo here. Choosing to hide in a place like this. Deciding to stay in resonance with the spirits.
It was all her choice.
Except to live a life without regret.
After sitting on the rock and stroking Luâs fur for a while, Hestia relaxed.
âThank you, Lou. You made me feel so much better.â
The resonance with El had energized her, and her shaky mind was suddenly filled with a relaxed relief.
âHehe. I did help, didnât I?
Roo popped her head up from her burrow in Hestiaâs arms, her bushy tail wagging wildly.
âOf course you did. Youâre always so helpful to me.â
âWow, Iâm going to go tell Sister Finn!
Hestia smiled warmly at Rooâs adorable behavior and patted him on the head once more.
Then she pushed herself up from the rock and clapped her hands together as if she had made a decision.
âOkay, raspberry salad for breakfast!â
After picking raspberries until her fingertips were covered with publications, Hestia tucked the basket into her side and headed home.
âWhatâs up?â
Inside, Theo was busily setting the table with plates and forks.
Hestia quickly scanned his expression again but didnât see anything out of the ordinary.
Phew. The last of her nervousness had finally subsided.
âSalad for breakfast, right?â
Theo set the last of his water on the table and shifted his gaze to Hestia.
âHuh? How did you know?â
Hestia asked, intrigued.
âI just kind of had a feeling.â
Theo could only chuckle.
âI thought you were stubborn, but youâre quick on your feet.â
Hestia made a face that hid her mischief, and then her dark eyes lit up.
ââ¦â¦Iâm not sure if thatâs a compliment or an insult, and I donât think Iâve ever been all that stubborn.â
Theo shrugged a hint of disapproval in his voice.
âOh, who was the one who insisted on sleeping on the floor?â
Hestiaâs mischievous grin deepened as she set the basket down on the table.
âSome of you are quite stubborn, I suppose.â
Theo shook his head, unwilling to fall for the joke.
Hestia stared at him, then hesitantly opened her mouth.
âUmâ¦â¦. Iâm sorry about yesterday.â
Hestia blurted out the words sheâd been carefully mulling over.
ââ¦â¦?â
Theoâs eyes widened in surprise as he met Hestiaâs steady gaze.@@novelbin@@
âYesterday, at the end, I talked myself out of it.â
Hestia cleared her throat, embarrassed by the emotion in the apology she hadnât realized sheâd been giving for so long.
âAhâ¦â¦.â
Theo looked confused for a moment, then blurted out.
âNo, I insisted, donât say that!â
Theo threw up his hands in embarrassment and quickly blushed.
The emotion conveyed by this apology was unfamiliar and embarrassing, and Theo seemed to find it unbearable.
âHmph, hmph, I guess weâll just have to settle for this.â
Hestia coughed unnecessarily in embarrassment and changed the subject.
âLetâs get breakfast!â
Hestia blurted out in a rush, then quickly turned her back and began preparing breakfast. She shrugged it off as just her mood and busied herself with getting ready.
ââ¦â¦.â
It was Theo, too.
He looked around for something to do, but all he could do was rearrange the dishes on the table.
If he didnât do something, he felt like he was going to melt into a puddle of embarrassment and overwhelm.