everyone loves apollo

He looked away and turned to look at the sky, wanting to study what is so special about the moon tonight, so that he can win Cassandra's favor, but he couldn't see it after looking at it for a long time.

Suddenly, Princess Troy let out a sharp cry, her beautiful face twisted, and the expression on her face was both frightened and desperate.She even inserted her hands into her hair, ripping off the golden headband.

"How could this be, how could this be?" she murmured, her eyes still staring blankly ahead.

Apollo was startled, and hastily stretched out his finger, and flicked between her forehead.

The illusion in front of her eyes disappeared, she woke up suddenly, grabbed Apollo's arm, and asked, "Your prophecy is fake, right? Tell me quickly, it won't come true, will it?" Her expression was so sad, as if her heart was about to break in the next moment.

Apollo didn't dare to answer easily, and asked instead: "Princess, what did you see? What do you want to predict?"

"The future, the future of Troy." She said in a crying voice, "how could this be? It's fake, it must be fake. How could Troy be destroyed? There is a father and a brother, we are so powerful ... Dear Delos, tell me quickly, what I saw was just an illusion, right?" Before Apollo could reply, she leaned back and leaned feebly against the myrtle tree trunk, twitching I burst into tears.

Apollo was immediately stopped by the question, not knowing how to answer.

The priest Chryses in the next yard was alarmed and rushed here with a few servants, so what they saw was a weeping princess and a strange man.

In this situation, anyone will have bad associations.He should have caught that rude man immediately, but when the young male priest saw the handsome profile of the God of Light, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks, and he didn't give the order to act for a long time.

Apollo didn't care about them, he just had a headache how to calm Cassandra down.

After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with an explanation that sounded reasonable: "Princess, don't worry, if the prophet forcefully predicts things that will happen a long time later when he is not focused or physically strong, he is very likely to commit a crime." Seriously wrong. So the scene you just saw may not be accurate."

"Really?" Cassandra stopped sobbing, wiped her tears, and regained a bit of spirit in her eyes.

"Yeah," Apollo nodded firmly, "You'd better wait until you regain your energy, and predict a few more times. If the future is really what you saw just now, then it will definitely appear again and again. But please allow me to remind you, Predicting such a distant future is extremely exhausting, and you must take a good rest before doing it next time. Now, you might as well predict some small things, just as practice."

Cassandra nodded, feeling a lot more comfortable after being comforted by him.

Yes, Troy is so powerful, how could it be easily destroyed?I must have been so tired that I was hallucinating.

After she calmed down, she asked the priests and servants to step back, and said to Apollo, "Dear Tilo, thank you for your hard work. Let's practice a few more prophecies, shall we?"

"not good."

Before Apollo could answer, he heard a voice speak.

Cassandra froze all of a sudden, "Brother, why are you back?"

Hector walked in from the gate of the courtyard, stared at her, and said, "Of course I came back to look for you, dear sister, only those naive guards would think that you would stay in the dormitory and rest obediently."

Cassandra muttered depressingly: "How did you find out? Did the new maid tell you? I knew it, she looks unreliable."

Hector didn't answer. In fact, as soon as he walked out of the gate of the temple, he began to miss Tilos, and thought deeply. At that time, he regretted not bringing him back to the palace, so he walked away not far. came back.Unexpectedly, he ran into Cassandra who had sneaked out and caught her.

Of course, the truth of this matter must not be revealed.

After a dispute between the siblings, the priest in the courtyard next door was called to escort the princess back to the palace.

Hector stayed behind.

He was standing right in front of Apollo, watching him motionless.

But Apollo didn't look at him.

Ever since he heard Hector's voice, he knew that the two brothers and sisters were going to quarrel again, and it had nothing to do with him, so he closed his eyes, used his prophecy, and wanted to see Kaka What exactly does Sandra's dire future look like.

As the god in charge of prophecy, he can naturally see deeper, wider and more accurately than ordinary people.

Hector didn't know what he was doing, and didn't intend to call him.

He closed his eyes just in time for his greedy gaze to sweep over his body inch by inch.

In the small courtyard, the branches of the myrtle tree spread out in all directions, almost covering the entire courtyard.The clear and faint moonlight shone through the twigs, making the skin on his face and body look like ivory soaked in spring water, with a white and lustrous luster.

His body was slender and well-proportioned, his proportions were unbelievably perfect, and he couldn't find a single flaw.Wearing ordinary robes on his body, it looks elegant and splendid like the handicrafts carefully sewn by Athena on Mount Olympus.

And on the face that was as handsome as the morning glow, the swollen lips that had been ravaged before had not completely subsided, and looked plumper than usual.

Hector first stared at the two lips for a while, savoring the soft touch of licking them.Then shifted the focus to his eyes.The slender eyelashes hang down completely, covering the pair of ecstasy blue crystals.However, under the thin eyelids, the eyeballs have been moving uneasily, and the eyelashes are trembling slightly, like a young butterfly flapping its wings clumsily.

At this moment, Apollo was in an unprecedented state of shock.

Since Zeus taught him the ability of prophecy, he has never encountered such a strange situation: he can't see the future of Troy!

He saw flames bursting into the sky, and the Greek army in full armor rushed into the city, burning, killing, and looting wantonly.But he also saw a thriving school, men, women and children singing and dancing, and King Troy exchanged gifts with envoys from various city-states in a friendly manner.

These two completely different scenes kept appearing alternately in front of him, as if mocking his ability of prophecy.

For the first time in his life, the God of Light felt powerless and at a loss.

Before he knew it, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his face showed a bit of bewilderment, like a lost child facing a crowd of strange adults on the street. The world, the feeling of wanting to cry but unable to cry.

Hector's heart ached when he saw it, and he wished he could hug him into his arms and comfort him.

Is he scared?Did I scare him just now?

Or, when he was with Cassandra just now, she said something that broke his heart?

Why did he keep his eyes closed? Did he not want to see me?

The thoughts in the eldest prince's mind followed one after another, and the anxiety in his heart became more and more intense.He took hold of a branch of myrtle and crumpled the tender green leaves.Because of excessive force, the knuckles are a little white.

He couldn't bear to wake him up forcefully and ask him clearly, but he also couldn't bear to walk away like this, so he could only stand there, enduring the torment and various speculations in his heart.

The expression on Apollo's face fluctuated, his brows loosened and tightened, and Hector's heart fluctuated accordingly.

Gradually, his brows loosened, as if he had finally figured out some difficult problem.

The God of Light's eyes suddenly opened, looking at Hector, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a shallow smile.

For a moment, it seemed that the moonlight between the sky and the earth was flowing in his eyes, clearer and more dazzling than the morning stars at dawn, and it was so soul-stirring.

Hector couldn't help staring blankly.

This smile and eyes are deeply engraved in his mind. In the countless days in the future when he will not see the God of Light, he will think of this beautiful smile over and over again, relying on some memories to get through long night.

At that time, he just stared at people stupidly, unable to say a word.

"Your Highness, why don't you leave at such a late hour, is there anything else you can do?" Apollo maintained that shallow smile, tilted his head, and asked curiously.

He really didn't understand what the prince was thinking.The princess was also taken away, and her kissing skills have been tested, why is he still here.Really, it affects his rest.

Hector calmed down and said, "You have seen it too. As long as those attendants are not paying attention, the princess may run over again. As her elder brother, I cannot allow this to happen anyway. So today I can only sleep in the temple tonight."

"That's it," Apollo said, "it's up to you. But since you are so worried, would you like to share a room with me? Although the bed inside is hard and uncomfortable, it is wide enough to sleep two people. No problem at all."

Hector: "..."

Did my ears hear me wrong?He would actually make such a suggestion.Does he know what this behavior means?Didn't he notice my thoughts at all?Or, in fact, he also had the same idea as me, so he proposed an invitation...

Anyway, this is such a rare opportunity, should I jump at it?