‘Yes, I understand why. And Zeus knows it was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me. Speaking of which, could you put on something a ...little less…overtly romantic. I’m a regular sucker for charm, but there is the matter of taste. Where’s our song?’ Hades ran out of the room, once again failing a leap over the couch. A few bumps and muttered curses later, the music stopped and Warren Zevon’s ‘A Certain Girl’ ran out of the speakers, proving that even Ancient Greek Gods have decent. I saw a shape standing beside the road. I slowed to a crawl as I came near. This was far from any houses. Anyone out here must be lost or in difficulty. I stopped beside the swathed shape, rolled down the car window and asked.“Are you OK? Can I help?”A woman’s voice answered me.“Yes. You can help. Can I get in?”There was a special tone to her voice. Whoever she was, even as a d****d shape, she was making me feel things I hadn’t experienced for years.“Be my guest,” I said automatically, opening. He may not have been in love with her, but he did come to love her the best that he was able to, and she did satisfy him on many levels. Rylee was the perfect wife and hostess for him.She had even taught him how to behave when dealing with other lords and ladies. At the time he was also spending a lot of his time consolidating his new wealth, his position and the setting up of his trade deals during those years.Rylee’s title, knowledge and position were assets for him.Rylee had died fifteen. He had with him a single red rose and a bottle of champagne stolen from his parents bar. He handed me the rose and pulled me in for a kiss. “What’s going on?” I asked. “Last night was so good I decided I didn’t want to be a girl with you anymore. I want you to be my girl.” I was stunned and so excited I almost couldn’t handle it. I threw myself into his arms and we kissed long and deep. After the kiss he opened the bottle and with no glasses we sat next to each other and drank from the bottle.