[Greek Mythology] Beside the Throne

The sun shines on the trees, through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and casts on the green lawn.

Ganymedes sits on the ground leaning on the big tree behind him, and next to him is Hebe, the goddess of youth.

Since getting acquainted with Ganymedes, the goddess has been entangled with him, often running to his palace every three days.

The most important thing is that Zeus did not keep his daughter away from his lover.This puzzled the gods on Mount Olympus.

"Gani." Heber whispered his name.At this moment, she does not have the noble appearance that a goddess should have.Hebe lay down on the soft grass, letting the tender grass touch her white dress.The long golden hair is scattered on the ground, brilliant and bright.

She was playing with a twig in one hand as if it were the funnest thing in the world and with the other she was pulling at Ganymede's sleeve.

The boy who was reading with a book was disturbed by the goddess, but he was not angry.

He looked down at the goddess lying on his back beside him, poked her youthful face with his fingers, and said, "What's wrong?"

Ganymedes treated this goddess like a junior, and sometimes his patience with Hebe surprised Apollo.

Apollo was also a frequent visitor to the palace where Ganymedes lived.

"I want to go to the human world." Heber said what was in his heart.

On Mount Olympus, the sacred place of the gods, only he can listen to his thoughts.

During this time when there was no banquet, the two sommeliers were just as idle as gold cups and tableware in the storage room.Ganymedes, who has nothing to do every day, watching the flowers blooming in front of the court and looking at the clouds in the sky, is really bored, so he asks Apollo, the god of light, to bring him some books to comfort his boredom.

Among the books that filled the dwarf table were some human and some collected by Apollo himself.Among them are many handwritten notes of gods.

But every time he wanted to take a good look at the books, Heber would show up on time.

"You can go, is there anyone else stopping you?" Ganymedes replied.

Apollo can go to the world, why can't you?

"But... I've never been there." Heber got up and hugged his legs like a young girl.

The goddess of youth, who has never left Olympus for half a step, is curious but timid about the outside world, not daring to take a step.

Before Ganymedes could think of what to say, Apollo came.

In addition to Hebe, Apollo also likes to knock on the gate of the palace where Ganymedes lived to visit.

This time, behind Apollo is the girl he met, Cynthia.

However, Ganymedes already knew that she was Apollo's sister, Artemis, goddess of the hunt and forest.

Putting the book on the grass, Ganymedes stood up and saluted the two gods.

"Brother Apollo, sister Al!" Heber said pleasantly after seeing his brothers and sisters.

Apollo and Artemis nodded slightly to Hebe.

Their relationship with Hebe is not very cordial, all this comes from Hebe's mother Hera.

Before they were born, Tianhou forced their mother Leto to live on the earth and ordered the snake of the mother of the earth to harm them.With the existence of this layer of origin, the relationship between the Artemis brothers and sisters and the children born to the Queen of Heaven cannot be improved.

Hera's eldest son, Ares, God of War, hates these half-brothers and sisters, and has no good looks towards them. Only the innocent Hebe will look forward to their arrival and call them "brother and sister" happily.

In this regard, Ares had taught his stupid sister, but the effect was not great.

The other gods were also amazed that the cunning god-king and jealous queen should have such an innocent daughter.

She is really not like the gods on the holy mountain, Heber is more like a mortal princess, so carefree.

"Beautiful prince, we meet again." Artemis walked around Hebe to Ganymede.

This noble goddess is still as beautiful as ever, as cold as the brilliance of the moonlight.

"Goddess, you speak too much," Ganymedes said.

"Why don't you call me Cynthia or Al, don't use cold words like 'Goddess' to call me." Artemis said in disgust with her eyebrows furrowed.

She liked the good-looking boy and didn't want Ganymedes to treat her with the same indifference he treated other gods.

"Yes, Al." Ganymedes responded with kindness.

Ganymedes invited the two to the palace, and nymphs entered the palace one after another, offering fruits and fine wine.

Not knowing what the two twin gods were talking about, Ganymedes simply sat and pulled Hebe to eat fruit, and ignored them.

Peeling off a pomegranate, the fruit inside is full of red gemstones, which is really gratifying to look at.

Taking the silver spoon to the plate, Ganymede placed it in front of Hebe.

"Thanks, Ghani!" said Hebe happily.Her youthful face has a healthy flush, delicate and bright.

Ganymedes smiled slightly when he heard the words, with a hint of doting in his eyes.

Well, maybe it was my father's love that broke out.Ganymedes thought to himself.

Artemis, who watched this scene, couldn't help being a little jealous.

In the past, those male gods chased after her or Athena, the goddess of wisdom who was more noble than her. The poor daughter Hebe could only pour wine in the corner.But now Ganymedes handed her only pomegranates.This makes the goddess who has always been proud feel uneasy.

"Have you forgotten the other two guests sitting in front of you?" said the proud goddess

Ganymedes froze for a moment, but did not speak yet.Even Heber next to him looked up.

"That's enough, Al." Apollo tugged at his sister's sleeve to signal her not to go on like this.After all, everyone on Mount Olympus knew that the boy in front of him was the "lover" of Father God Zeus.

Artemis turned her head and glanced at Apollo to express her dissatisfaction, but she didn't say anything further.

Apollo came this time to say one thing.

But because of Heber's presence, he didn't say anything about it. He just sat with his sister Artemis for a while and said goodbye to leave.

Artemis, who walked out of the palace, held her brother Apollo's arm, her delicate face still showing the unhappiness caused by what happened just now.

Artemis, who believed his brother's words and stayed in Hestia's palace for a while, returned to Olympus because he missed his golden deer.Knowing that the little prince had been brought back to the holy mountain by the father god Zeus, she felt a little regretful. She knew that she would not have promised him eternal life to become her servant.

Artemis didn't know that Zeus had wanted to grant him godlike ages but was rejected.

The sun rose as usual in the sky, and a bird flew through the clouds.

Apollo turned to Artemis, he looked at his sister's elk-like eyes, and the sea-like blue eyes showed a dignified look.

Artemis couldn't help but get nervous when his elder brother looked at him like that.

"What's the matter, brother?"

"You shouldn't have come back, Al," said the God of Light.

"Why?" The Hunting Goddess was puzzled.

"The Queen of Heaven is about to return to Olympus." Apollo, who has the priesthood of prophecy, looked into the distance, with divinity in his eyes.He began to use his priesthood to look into the future.However, what he saw was a chaotic darkness, like the unopened chaos of the world.

What will happen in the future, even the goddess of fate with the spindle in her hand can't tell.

The Goddess of Fate can see the fate of all living beings, but only the laws that exist in this world rule everything.They are nothing more than spokesmen of the law.

The gods are just higher-level existences than ordinary people, and they are still controlled by fate, like puppets on strings, unable to control themselves.

"The storm is coming..." The noble goddess looked at the holy mountain of Olympus floating in mid-air in the clouds, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.

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The author, who feels that the plot of his writing is useless, does not dare to expect the collection and comments of readers, but he said that he will continue to write this article until it is finished.

——A true confession from the author of Double Waste