CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and FORTY-SIX
Gando swallowed hard. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt like he wanted to be her “right person.”
“Why do you ask me this?” Hecate asked.
“I … uh …” Gando said.
For all that he was and all that he wasn’t, Gando Peaches was brave, even with his heart. He girded himself for possible rejection and continued.
“I would like to spend what is left of my life, as much as I can, with you,” Gando said.
Hecate raised her eyebrows with surprise.
“That surprises you?” Gando asked.
“Why?” Gando asked.
“No human has ever said that to me, I guess,” Hecate said. “I am not the one who is usually ‘wanted.’”
Shocked, Gando raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“Feared. Hated. Loathed for being powerful,” Hecate nodded. “I …”
She caught his eye, and they looked directly at each other.
“I cannot promise to spend every moment of every day …” Hecate said.
Gando waved his hand.
“I wouldn’t tolerate that,” Gando said. “I grew up with strong independent women like my grandmother and my sister. I like powerful women. Admire them. Trust them.”
Hecate nodded. She didn’t say anything for a long moment. He thought that maybe this was her way of turning him down.
She looked back up at him.
“I will be your life mate, Gando Peaches,” Hecate said.
“Do I need to ask your father?” Gando asked.
“Perses,” Hecate said.
Perses arrived to stand next to his daughter.
“Daughter?” Perses asked with surprise. Seeing Gando, he hopped over the fire to say “hello.” “How are you, Ganny?”
“I find myself wanting to spend my human life with your daughter,” Gando said.
Perses laughed. He looked at Hecate.
“You remember me telling you about a human I met who I wanted you to meet?” Perses asked.
“Many times,” Hecate said. She looked at Gando. “My father has been trying to get me out of isolation for a long time.”
“I have told you about Mike’s friend,” Perses said. “The one I thought you would like?”
He nodded to Gando and then to Hecate.
“Be happy,” he said and disappeared.
“That’s it?” Gando asked.
“That’s it,” Hecate said.
“What about your mother?” Gando asked.
“I’m not sure where my mother is, actually,” Hecate said. “She is lost to the world. Many Titans have been killed. My father and I were informed that she was killed. My heart tells me that she lives somewhere — safe and free. But it’s possible that this is a fantasy.”
Gando gave her a small nod.
“I thought of asking the Oracle,” Hecate said. “Surely she knows. The truth is that I don’t want to know. I’d rather imagine that she is free and safe.”
Hecate gave him a small smile.
“And you?” Hecate asked.
“My grandmother may want a ceremony,” Gando said.
“Your grandmother may have whatever she wishes,” Hecate said.
“I’m in the middle of this new business and …” Gando said.
“I just came back from more than a thousand years hermitage,” Hecate said. “Hedone will never tolerate me hiding out, even in this more precious and sacred spot. You do not wish to enrage Hedone.”
He raised his eyebrows in surprise, and she laughed. Hecate got to her feet.
“There are some rules,” Hecate said. “But we can get to those. Would you like to consummate our commitment?”
Gando hopped to his feet. She extended her hand, and he took it. He led her to the soft bedding in the sleep area they’d prepared earlier.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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