Cleopatra smiled at Azrael's sigh as she walked around her desk calmly. Her tie was loose around her neck, exposing so of her collarbone and skin to him, and on her left breast, there was a small golden pin with a hamr drawn into it to show that she was a child of Thor.
Azrael stayed as calm as possible as she leaned back against her desk right in front of him and regarded him with an amused gaze.
Azrael was seated on a chair directly opposite her, and she was so close that he could sll the lavender perfu on her skin.
"How have you been?"
Cleopatra's first words to Azrael surprised him, and he looked up at the older girl with no small amount of shock on his face.
There was no way Cleopatra called him all the way over here just to know how he had been.
Azrael was completely lost on what Cleopatra could possibly be trying to do here, and so he decided that it would be best to just answer all her questions as simply as possible.
Azrael told her that he had been fine, and Cleopatra humd.
"Are you thirsty? Want sothing to drink?"
Cleopatra pointed towards the fridge in the room as she started moving to get sothing, but Azrael shook his head.
Cleopatra nodded and sat back down before turning to the side with a small frown.
"Did you, uhm… did you find anything difficult in the recent classes?"
"No."
"I heard Scar has been making you work hard as the captain. Is it tiring you out?"
"No."
"Are there any issues with your classmates?"
"No."
Silence descended upon the both of them for the next few seconds as Cleopatra seed to be reorganizing her thoughts into sothing more presentable.
Finally, after what seed like years, Cleopatra sighed in irritation.
"This is stupid. I suppose sothing like this wouldn't appeal to you, so I'll go for the more forward approach. I think you'll be more accepting of that anyway. You see, I invited you here for a proposal. I am not going to beat around the bush, so listen to well."
Cleopatra waited for Azrael to nod before she folded her hands and regarded him while speaking.
"I co from a very powerful family. I have assets in the hundreds of millions of dollars to my na, and there isn't anything in the world that I or my family cannot get. There are two active Divine Enforcers alive in my family right now. One of them is my mother, and the other is my grandfather, the current head of the family. So there aren't any other families in the world that would dare to look down on us.
"But I'm sure you're wondering why I'm telling you all this. You see, the concept of Celestial Blessings being bestowed on any child regardless of their social class or bloodline allows us a lot of leeway when it cos down to choosing our partner.
"My mother was not forced to marry my father because they knew that who she married was not a variable in defining whether or not I would be a demigod, and my grandfather was the sa. Are you following so far?"
Azrael nodded very slowly.
There was a feeling – almost like an itch – at the back of Azrael's head that was telling him to get up from the chair and leave the room imdiately.
His subconscious seed to be warning him that he had thrust himself into sothing incomprehensible unknowingly, and he needed to get out!
But no matter what he tried, Azrael knew he would never be able to get away from Cleopatra.
Azrael could only listen.
Once Cleopatra saw him nod, she continued.
"That being said, I have been allowed so leeway by my parents and grandfather over who I choose to marry. They say that as long as it is not soone of the sa gender or soone with a criminal record, I am free to choose whoever I wish. Choosing soone from the sa gender seems utterly foolish to , so that was scratched out. And so I am left with a very wide pool from which I can pick out a potential partner.
"But I decided a long ti ago that I was never going to be a slave-wife to anyone. You may judge however you want, but I know that I do not want my husband to be stronger than . I don't want soone that I cannot subdue if the need calls for it. But also, I do not want soone weak who would grovel at my feet and act like a coward at every sign of danger. I need soone with just the right amount of power and character in equal asure. These two criteria were very hard to fill by any one person. That is… until I t you. You have a look in your eyes that tells that you will never back down without a fight. And yet, I know you don't have the power to back up the bravado you seem to possess. You are very handso, tall, and even though I don't know who your parents are, I can tell that you possess very good genetics.
"Therefore, I have decided that I would like to court you."
Cleopatra finally finished her long-winded speech and smiled in self-satisfaction when she got everything out. She stared down at Azrael, waiting for an answer.
And there were only three words that Azrael could use to sum up his feelings at that mont.
"What the fuck?"
Cleopatra frowned.
"Language, please. I won't have my future husband talking in such a crass manner."
Azrael tilted his head to the side in disbelief. Really? She was telling him to watch his language?
Did she not hear everything she just fucking said!?
Saying one curse word after hearing all that was the least you should expect!
Azrael cleared his throat before he put his hand on the armrest and slowly pushed himself to his feet. Cleopatra watched as he gave her a small bow before speaking.
"I will have to humbly decline this offer. Thank you, goodbye."
Azrael turned around to leave, but suddenly found himself being pulled back forcefully by the collar!
Azrael growled angrily and turned around sharply to grab Cleopatra's arm, and Cleopatra gained a wide smile on her face as she pulled Azrael's arm away, and twisted it behind him before slamming his back into the wall!
Slam!
Azrael grunted at the sheer power in her grip, and he bared his teeth at her in fury as Cleopatra lood over him excitedly. There was an intense fire in his gaze, and Cleopatra laughed when she saw it.
She stepped closer to him, almost pressing her body into his own.
"This is exactly what I want in a partner. That look you have is perfect for . It'll make sure I never get bored no matter how long I'm with you."
Cleopatra ran a hand across Azrael's jawline, and Azrael could feel electricity traveling through his skin and making his body shiver.
Azrael pulled his head away from her angrily, and Cleopatra sighed before grabbing his chin more forcefully and making him look at her.
Cleopatra had put so of her God Aspect into her hands, and her fingers were releasing small arcs of lightning as she said:
"I'm giving you the opportunity of a lifeti here, Azrael. I am the perfect woman any man would desire. You will consider my offer."
It was not a request, but an order.
Azrael felt like spitting in her face.
"I don't have to consider shit."
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