Chapter 1
The child was introduced in society at a time of political turmoil. The houses of Lereia are at each others' necks. When Princess Aria's house is in power, it is a calm moment in a detrimental hurricane of power-ripping, throne-stealing chaos. The Sarcelle Palace was in the outskirts of the city, and this was where the Lady of the Lake visited thirteen years ago. A few days after he entered the family, he was taken to the nine Muses to select his name, as was the custom.
The first muse was perplexed. She was Calliope, the muse of history.
"He is a complex child," she murmured. "For the intelligence he will have, I select the name Apollo."
The second was none the wiser. Her name was Euterpe, muse of lyric poetry.
"He is a magical boy, and he will see things thought unseeable. He is like the tree from which we sprout, I select the name Ash."
The third muse smiled. She was Erato, the muse of love poetry, and this child was the epitome of what she stood for.
"Ash and Apollo clearly shows his intelligence, but I think he is more than clever. He has a heart. And he will find love, but the Erotes will be watching. Therefore, I choose the name Anteros."
The forth muse spoke quickly, Polyhymnia of sacred poetry
"I sense the ocean has a link to the boy, I select the name Palaemon." she said, her hand on his head.
The other muses discussed something before saying, "This has never happened before. We usually all have one name. We need to pick one name, there is no point selecting anymore."
The muses all huddled to talk. Finally, Thalia spoke, "Let the boy choose. Let him choose the muse that picked the name he likes best."
The four muses stood in a line, far enough apart, and the boy had to choose. But he had no hesitation. He crawled to the muse and his name was chosen. He then pointed at another, then the next but not the last.
Erato opened her mouth to speak. "His name is Prince Anteros Ash Apollo, the adopted son of Duke Montague and Princess Aria, the daughter of Queen Anna and King Hugo.
The first muse was perplexed. She was Calliope, the muse of history.
"He is a complex child," she murmured. "For the intelligence he will have, I select the name Apollo."
The second was none the wiser. Her name was Euterpe, muse of lyric poetry.
"He is a magical boy, and he will see things thought unseeable. He is like the tree from which we sprout, I select the name Ash."
The third muse smiled. She was Erato, the muse of love poetry, and this child was the epitome of what she stood for.
"Ash and Apollo clearly shows his intelligence, but I think he is more than clever. He has a heart. And he will find love, but the Erotes will be watching. Therefore, I choose the name Anteros."
The forth muse spoke quickly, Polyhymnia of sacred poetry
"I sense the ocean has a link to the boy, I select the name Palaemon." she said, her hand on his head.
The other muses discussed something before saying, "This has never happened before. We usually all have one name. We need to pick one name, there is no point selecting anymore."
The muses all huddled to talk. Finally, Thalia spoke, "Let the boy choose. Let him choose the muse that picked the name he likes best."
The four muses stood in a line, far enough apart, and the boy had to choose. But he had no hesitation. He crawled to the muse and his name was chosen. He then pointed at another, then the next but not the last.
Erato opened her mouth to speak. "His name is Prince Anteros Ash Apollo, the adopted son of Duke Montague and Princess Aria, the daughter of Queen Anna and King Hugo.
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