Whispers of Gratitude: A Fragile Connection

**Point of View: Zeus**

Shaking off the trance that had momentarily overtaken me, I resolved not to let myself become entangled by sentiments. I couldn't afford to go soft again, not because of a girl. As the girl approached, concern etched on her features, I gave a curt reply that I was fine and promptly inquired about my whereabouts. She explained how she and her friend had discovered me on the shore, nursing my wounds and offering care through the night. My response was a simple hum, followed by my intention to leave.

But before I could take my leave, her voice rose in anger, echoing in the room. "How can you be so rude?" she exclaimed, her frustration palpable. Her words cut through my indifference, demanding my attention. She continued, her voice laden with emotion, accusing me of ingratitude after all they had done for me. "You ungrateful handsome man!" Her outburst struck a chord, my demeanor momentarily faltering. It was then that I realized, as I had awoken, she had been by my side the entire time.

Her words lingered, a weight on my conscience. Realizing the error of my ways, I cleared my throat and uttered the words that seemed so unfamiliar to me: "Thank you." It was an admission, an apology for my brusque behavior. "I am sorry for my behavior. Thank you so much for taking care of me." It wasn't easy to utter those words, but they held a sincerity I hadn't anticipated. Yet, as I spoke, a sense of urgency crept in—my purpose, my kingdom, they beckoned.

As I prepared to take my leave, a thought struck me, a pang of panic that manifested in the racing of my heart. The amulet—the source of my power and the key to my kingdom—was missing. I frantically searched through my clothes, but the amulet was nowhere to be found. Anxiety gripped me, a cold fear that clawed at my being. "Oh no, where's my amulet?" The words escaped my lips, my distress palpable.

**Point of View: Athena**

When he inquired about the amulet, I hesitated, torn between telling the truth and withholding the information. I realized that if I handed it back to him, he might leave, and my heart ached at the thought. So, I lied. "No, I didn't see any amulet," I replied, my gaze steady as I met his eyes. His disbelief was evident, but I stood my ground, determined to hold onto the jewel that had captivated me.

His steps were deliberate, each one bringing him closer to me. My heart raced as he drew near, his breath mingling with mine, the proximity electrifying. Panic welled up within me, but I couldn't move, my back pressed against the wall. The intensity in his gaze was unwavering, and I found myself captivated by his presence.

"You're lying," he stated with certainty, his voice low and controlled. My resolve wavered, and I looked away, unable to hold his gaze. His grip on my jaw was firm, the pressure causing me to wince in pain. His anger was palpable, his frustration radiating from him in waves. "Listen, I am in no mood to play around," he warned, his words laced with urgency. "You helped me, I am grateful to you for that. Just give me my amulet back."

I stammered, my words stumbling over each other as tears threatened to spill from my eyes. "Ok, ok, I will give it. Please, leave my jaw, it hurts," I managed to say. He released his grip with a mumbled apology, and I took a shaky breath, my hand instinctively moving to rub my sore jaw.

I suggested that he have breakfast and take his medicine before I would return his amulet. He exhaled in frustration but ultimately relented, agreeing to my terms. I fetched breakfast and the required medicine, watching as he consumed them. Finally, I handed him the amulet, my fingers brushing against his as I did so. His gratitude was palpable, his eyes holding a brief but meaningful connection with mine before he left.

**Point of View: Zeus**

As I departed from the dormitory, the weight of the amulet in my hand brought both relief and a renewed sense of purpose. The encounter with the girl had been unexpected, an unforeseen complication in my journey. Though my thoughts were consumed by the path ahead, a part of me remained intrigued by her, by the spark of defiance in her eyes, and by the inexplicable pull that had drawn me toward her.

With the amulet back in my possession, I felt a surge of power, a reminder of my mission and the realm I needed to reclaim. Yet, as I walked away, my thoughts inexplicably turned back to the girl—Athena. Despite the circumstances, I couldn't ignore the connection we had shared, brief as it may have been. Destiny had woven our lives together, intertwining our paths in ways I couldn't fathom. As I took my first steps toward my goals, I knew that this encounter, this bond, would remain etched in my memory, a reminder of the unexpected twists that fate could bring.

As I was strolling around the anonymous human world no where to go suddenly my headaches and I saw a vision.i saw the vision of the almighty**Sea Dragon**. Yes only the sea dragon can help me to gain my power and country back. But no one has seen the sea dragon for over 700 years so how am I going to find him. I beg you water goddess show me a path , help me I have no one to rely on right now. I tightened my grip on the amulet as a lone tear left from my left eye. Suddenly out of nowhere the amulet started to glow showing me a vision of the place where a portrait of the sea dragon is present. Why do I feel like this place is familiar to me?

[End of Chapter 5]

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