“Thank you.” I snuggled in against him.
“You do look right together,” Horus noted and then frowned. “And wrong. I'm sorry; I don't know what I'm saying.”
“Welcome to the club.” Re chuckled. “Tell your friends that we will attend the meeting. We'll see you later tonight.”
Horus nodded crisply and walked out.
“I'm still getting over the fact that you have grandchildren,” I said to Re.
“Horus and Anubis are actually my great-great-grandsons,” Re said. “I'm the patriarch of our pantheon.”
“Whoa,” I whispered. “You just blew my mind. You look like you're thirty.”
“Thirty!” Re exclaimed as he pulled away from me. “Take that back! I don't look a day over twenty-five.”
I laughed and shook my head. Great; I was in love with a vain god who was also the patriarch of one of the greatest pantheons in the world. Not just in love with him; I was also going to marry him. I should have been freaking out, but when I looked at Re, I only felt calm. This was right;wewere right.
“I love you,” I whispered.
Re's indignation vanished, and he pulled me back into his arms. “I love you too, La-la.”
“La-la?” I asked in surprise. “Where did that come from?”
“I have no idea.” He laughed. “The same place everything else is coming from, I imagine.”
“I think I like that place,” I whispered. “La-la, it is.”
Re smiled as he lowered his lips to mine.
Chapter Thirty
“This is beautiful,” I whispered as Horus, Re, and I walked through the airy hallways of Bilskinir.
It was a palace overlooking the sea; with pale stone walls adorned with priceless works of art, marble floors covered in silk carpets, and the light scent of saltwater freshening the air. Horus had met Re and me at the tracing chamber and was escorting us to the library.
“Yes; it's very nice,” Re said. “A bit drafty, though.”
“Your palace is lovely too,” I said with a knowing grin.
“I think the word you were looking for is 'lovelier,'” Re said.
“Ah, yes; of course.”
“Learning how to handle him already, I see,” Horus noted.
“It's not that difficult.” I shrugged. “You just have to make Re feel as if he's the most magnificent person in the room, and then he's happy.”
“Most magnificentmanin the room,” Re corrected me. “I could never be the most magnificent person if you were there.”
Horus stumbled and looked over at Re in shock.
“What?” Re asked. “I know that I'm self-centered, but love opens the self and allows another person in. Now, my center has shifted to Vervain.”
“I never thought I'd see the day when you loved a woman more than yourself,” Horus said.
“I loved your grandmother more than myself,” Re said. “Perhaps that's why it took me so long to find love again; I don't settle for substandard affection. Love must be everything or it is nothing at all.”
“I didn't expect you to be such a romantic,” I said to Re.
