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looks cocky in his manliness and I stiffen as Saturnus narrows his eyes.
    “Not yet you’re not, and if something had happened? If the Psirens or a demon had attacked? What then? You left us with no protection. The Knights are gone. What if they’d taken you or Callie and tortured you until you let them into the city?” He looks at Orion seriously and Orion shrugs, as though in the act of physically moving his shoulders his responsibilities will disappear as well.
    “You know Orion, after all these years I never really understood what people meant when they said you were just like your father. But now I know, because I see you are just like him; Arrogant, stubborn, and careless.” I watch as Orion goes from calm to violent in under two seconds. He pulls his arm back and does what I’ve only ever seen him do once. To Daryl. He pulls his fist back and punches Saturnus straight in the jaw. The crack is horrifying and I watch Saturnus fall abruptly through the water as Orion clutches his knuckles in one hand. I rush to Saturnus, wanting to help. I understand he crossed a line insulting Atlas, but hitting someone so close to our Goddess is not okay. I move quickly to Saturnus’ side and place my hands on him as he reels backward from Orion’s primal unleashing of force. A split second passes and instantaneously I am seeing Saturnus but in a totally different way. His eyes are yellow slits. Terrifying like that of a feral cat. I blink, moving backward momentarily as his eyes bulge, with fear in their now emerald depths. What the hell was that? I think. The same insistently familiar and bitter voice in the back of my mind whispers Truth, before I silence it again. I don’t have time for this crap. I have a man in bits, the Goddess’ soulmate with a cracked jaw, and one half of a prophet team going out of her mind with withdrawal from the darkness that has consumed her for centuries. Since when did things get so wickedly complicated?

      “ WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?” I roar, feeling a violent fury unleash within. We’re afloat in the waters of the royal suite after Saturnus has skulked off to lick his wounds.
    “You heard what he said about my father, Callie!” Orion tries to justify his violence.
    “Yes, I did, and you know what, you’re proving him right by acting this way, Orion.” I bite out the sentiment and he looks wildly offended.
    “You’re saying my father was arrogant? Careless?” He accuses me.
    “No. I’m saying you are! You can’t just go around hitting people! Particularly not Saturnus. You’re shaming yourself, you’re shaming the Goddess, and more importantly, you’re shaming me. You think I want people thinking I love someone so violent? You think I want people thinking I’m the other half of someone who can’t control themselves?” I spit the words angrily, realising instantly that I’m not just talking about the violence. My mind wanders back to him grinding against me next to the fire place.
    “I’m just…” His chest expands and then he turns, moving beyond the clam shell bed that sits central to the room at great speed and slamming his fists into the wall. I watch him pound, cracking the crystal but unable to move it, bloodying his beautiful knuckles. I stand with arms crossed, realising he’s really not interested in being angry at me anymore, more content with taking out his frustrations on the inanimate objects that don’t talk back. I move to the crystal chair of the vanity and pick up my conch shell comb, a parting gift from Shaniqua. I brush through my hair, ignoring the pained thuds. I turn as I hear them stop, watching Orion sink to the floor, spent. I place the comb back on the vanity and go to him. At my touch he begins to sob.
    “I can’t do this,” he cries, his manly tears more beautiful than any diamond they could crystallise into.
    “Yes. You can,” I whisper, sitting next to him against the now fractured wall.
    “I’m just… so angry,” he mutters as