Mr. Myers stood on the top floor looking down at his granddaughter with a proud smile plastered on his face. His smile grew wider watching the King in visible discomfort but faded looking at the woman sitting next to him. "That is supposed to be my granddaughter." he thought. He spent years grooming her to be the best Queen and brainwashing her that the King is the only man suited for her, but this girl just had to get in the way. "I have to get rid of her as soon as possible."
Apollo stood up and yelled "What the fuck do you think you're doing Vanessa?"
She gave him an innocent look "I just want to hear the lovely voice of our future Queen, but if she can't I will gladly take her place."
Livia glared at her. She had feeling Vanessa was talking about more than just singing. Apollo was about to respond, but she held his arm to reassure him that she was okay "Calm down love I am full of surprises more than you can imagine." she said giving him a smile.