And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Dinner with Odin

Thirty minutes later, I was freshly cleaned and out of the shower, drying my hair. I had never thought a hot shower could feel as amazing as it did, but the moment I finally turned off the water and stepped from it, a sigh of relief escaped my lips.

Yes, I had been through hell, but I couldn’t allow my sorrow over losing Melissa to keep weighing on me. I cried for twenty minutes in the shower to the point I couldn’t breathe, and wanted the world to destroy me. I was lost without her, and I hated myself for what I did, but I couldn’t let it destroy me.

I had to get better for her. I had to.

When a soft knock came at the door, I knew my time was up. Trixie had made a point letting me know she would be back as soon as I was done getting ready so she could take me down to dinner. Odin, my so-called grandfather, wanted us all to join him-even though I had no interest.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed off from the bathroom countertop, putting a smile on my face as I made my way towards the bedroom door. This was a new place, and with it, I could be different. I would do what I needed to and in the end, I would become someone people could trust, someone they could look up to.

Or at least, that’s what I hoped.

The moment I opened the door, Trixie’s glowing green eyes

met mine, and quickly she scanned them up and down my body. “What are you wearing?”

“Huh?” I glanced down at my black leggings and white oversized t-shirt. “Clothes?”

“Well, yeah, I see that.” She scoffed, causing me to meet her gaze once more, crossing my arms over my chest with a frown..

“What’s wrong with my clothes?”

“I literally got you all kinds of cute shit, and that’s what you chose to present yourself to Odin and his table? Brave soul.” Laughter escaped her, causing me to shrug.

“I don’t fucking care what they think. I’m not wearing some fancy dress, crown, and shit. That’s not who I am, and if they don’t like it, oh well.”

Nodding in agreement, she looped her arm through mine and closed the door behind me. “Fair enough. I love this rebellious nature of yours. It’s definitely going to provide for an entertaining evening.”

The simple touch of her looping her arm through mine brought me once again back to Melissa, and with every ounce of energy I had left, I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind. “So what’s for dinner?”

A few moments later, we arrived at the grand hall. The large vaulted ceilings and arched walkways of dark wood were a contrast to the white marble of the rest of the building. I had half expected statues of gods to line the way, but instead, I found more animal skins and a roaring fire.

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In the center of the room was a grand dining table made of

the same dark wood that lined the archways, and upon it were platters and platters of food from a roasted pig, and chickens to heaping piles of vegetables and bread.

“They sure do know how to eat dinner, don’t they?” I muttered to Trixie as we walked towards the table.

“You guys don’t eat like this back home?”

Meeting her curious gaze, I shook my head no with a smile. “I’ m sure my siblings would love it if we did, but no, my mother makes sure to keep them eating right, and not over indulging.”

“That’s odd… Oh, look, here is your seat.” She smiled cheerfully as I took my place. “I will see you after dinner.”

She was leaving?! No way in hell. “Wait, where are you going? You’re not eating?”

“I’m not invited to eat at Odin’s table, Cassie. But I’ll see you when you get done.”

Shaking my head, I grabbed her wrist and pushed her into the chair next to me. “No way in fucking hell are you leaving me here to deal with these people? If I’m stuck here, so are you, ‘caretaker’.”

Trixie’s eyes widened at my actions, and looking around, she seemed to pale. “This is your brother’s seat. I can’t. Plus, I have to have a formal invitation.”

“Fuck my brother!” I exclaimed with a smirk. “I extend a formal invitation to you, Trixie. Will you eat with me?”

Her mouth opened and closed as she glanced around the room at those who entered, taking their places. A sigh escaped her before she quietly nodded in agreement. “It would be rude to refuse royalty,” she whispered, causing me to glance at her in confusion.

“What royalty?” Before she could answer me, I thought my brother’s voice sounded from behind us, and I glanced over my shoulder to look at him.

“Who is this in my seat-” Pollux’s words were cut off as Trixie turned to look at him. He became speechless and with confusion I glanced at her as she looked at me as if asking what his problem was.

“Dude, go find somewhere else to sit. Trixie is joining me.”

Usually, my brother would have argued. Hell, he would have demanded she be removed from the chair, but instead he

moved towards the farthest end of the table without so much as a word from his mouth, which I found completely odd considering he was usually a dick.

“What was that all about?” she murmured, pulling my gaze from where my brother had gone to sit. His eyes cast down, and a frown marred his lips, as if he was troubled in some way.

“How do you know?” I asked, cutting him off mid-sentence.