[Greek Mythology] Beside the Throne

Tonight, the bright moon is still hanging high in the sky, and the moonlight pours down on the ground like mercury, and it looks like a thin layer of white frost when viewed from a distance.

The god with wings was flying in mid-air. He gently flapped his two white wings, and dropped the fragments of divine power like stardust, which could take the people of Troad to the kingdom of sleep.

Unlike his elder brother Thanatos, the god of death, who gives people the impression of cold fear, Hypnos, the god of sleep, has always been a gentle and kind god.He haunts the night every day to bring sleep to people so that they can finish the day's work and get rest, so that fatigue and pain will disappear in sleep.Even Zeus, the king of gods, cannot escape from the dream he wove with divine power.

Everyone in the royal palace of Troad was summoned to a dream by the God of Sleep.

Hypnos fell into the air and jumped into the palace from the window. He landed silently and did not wake anyone up, including Ganymedes who fell asleep on the bed.

The sleeping boy lay peacefully on the bed, his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were as thick as butterfly wings, which conveyed a sense of fragility.

Standing in front of the bed and looking at Ganymedes, Hypnos, the god of sleep, looked like a naive boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, full of youthful breath, not at all like a god of the underworld.And the characteristics of his silver eyes and black hair are in perfect contrast with the black eyes and silver hair of Death God.

He slowly bent down and kissed Ganymede's face, and said, "I wish you a sweet dream, my dear prince."

Ganymedes in his sleep is living in the modern age. Pedestrians are hurrying by his side, and the sound of cars honking, horns and engines starting can be heard endlessly.

Did I time travel back again?Zhou Xuan had doubts in his heart.

He looked down at his hands, which were a pair of children's hands, young and immature.

It turned out that he returned to his childhood.

He stood at one end of the zebra crossing, surrounded by passing vehicles and pedestrians, he couldn't help looking around the side of the road, as if he was looking for something.

At this time, a person took his hand and led him forward.

He looked up but couldn't see the man's face clearly.But the warmth of the man's hand holding him reassured him.

The man didn't speak, and Zhou Xuan didn't ask, and let him take him away.

I don't know how many traffic lights and roads they passed, and they came to an orphanage.

A few branches of pomegranate flowers blooming as red as fire grew on the whitewashed wall, reflecting the blue sky and a few white clouds floating in the sky.

The man stopped, turned around and bent down towards him, touched Zhou Xuan's head and said, "Here we are."

His soft voice made Zhou Xuan feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

When the man left, Zhou Xuan wanted to grab the corner of his clothes, but what he touched was nothingness.

Opening his eyes, he still hasn't left half a step in Troad's palace.

"So it was a dream..." Ganymedes got up and sat on the bed thinking.

Outside the window, the goddess Eos, who dyed her fingers rosy, was wearing a long saffron dress. She drove across the sky in a golden chariot pulled by a pair of winged celestial horses, dyed the dawn sky with dawn, and started every morning.

When Yada and others entered the bedroom and found that Ganymedes had woken up, they immediately knelt down and begged the prince to forgive them for their negligence.

After Ganymedes pardoned their mistakes with a wave of his hand, the kneeling maids stood up or washed the prince's face with silver basins in their hands, or dressed him with clothes and accessories in their hands.

When the prince left the palace, the serving maids gathered and talked about their sleep.

"I don't know why I'm so sleepy, I can't even get up in the morning." A maid said.

"Yes! As if I didn't get enough sleep, I've been immersed in my dreams..." Another maid echoed.

A trace of divine power floated on his fingertips, and Apollo looked at the fluctuating divine power and said to Artemis, "Hypnos came to Troad yesterday."

"What is he doing?"

The Sleeping God, who is in charge of the three thousand Dream Gods, would never come to the world by himself unless there were special circumstances.

Apollo shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Al, you go to Hestia." Apollo said.

"Why?" Artemis obviously didn't want to follow what Apollo suggested.

"I have a hunch, but this hunch is not very good, and I can't say what it is." The God of Light, who has the divine personality of prophecy, hesitated when he said to himself, but he had to say this to his sister.

"What about you?" Artemis asked.She firmly believes that Apollo's prophecy will not be wrong, but she is worried about her brother who stayed on the earth.

"I'm fine, I'll be back in two days." Apollo said, stroking his sister's long silver hair.

"Okay then." Artemis reluctantly agreed to Apollo's words, and left the seaside palace to find the eldest sister of their father god, Hestia, the kitchen god.

Hestia, the Goddess of Hearth and Protector of Homes, is far from the strife of Mount Olympus, and staying with her is the safest place.

After watching Artemis turn into a silver moonlight and leave Troad, Apollo sat on the wicker chair in the garden and opened the history of the gods that he had told Ganymedes before and read it alone.

"The god of thunder who left Crete married Metis, the goddess of sea wisdom, the daughter of Oceanus and Tesis. Compatriots, he listened to Metis' plan, made the god king Cronus drink the vomiting medicine, and rescued the brothers and sisters who had not seen the sun for hundreds of years."

"After defeating their common father god Cronus, Hades and others voluntarily gave up the position of God King to Zeus in order to thank Zeus for his life-saving grace. They divided the world into three major god domains, one is the sky, and the other is the sky. For the ocean, the three Hades, led by Zeus who lives in the holy mountain of Olympus, each governs the gods under his command."

"In addition to these three male gods, the eldest sister Hestia became the kitchen god to get close to humans and stay away from Olympus, and the second sister Demeter became the goddess of agriculture and lived on the earth. Only the youngest sister Hera Get married with the god king Zeus, become the queen of the gods and master the marriage godhead to share rights with the god king..."

When Ganymedes arrived, he saw Apollo sitting alone in the garden of the palace.He looked down at the books on the table, his blond hair was hanging over his shoulders, and he was as quiet as the medieval paintings he had seen in museums.

"Master Phobos," Ganymedes called him.

"Huh?" Apollo heard Ganymede's voice and raised his head from the history of the gods described on the page.

"You are here." Apollo said with a smile.

"Ah."

The garden was full of blooming flowers, competing for their beauty. Sitting on the stone bench next to Apollo, Ganymedes asked Apollo, "Are you still studying the history of gods today?"

Apollo paused, closed the book in his hand and said, "Let's learn music today, have you brought your flute?"

Ganymedes nodded, and ordered Yada to bring the silver flute from the carriage.

Ganymedes, who took the flute, was waiting for Apollo to say what music to play.

Apollo said: "Play the song you played at the beginning again."

Ganymedes, who couldn't remember how to play it, looked at Apollo with some embarrassment. Seeing Apollo's expectant look, he picked up the silver flute and put it to his lips, and started playing.

Apollo saw the young man in front of him closed his eyes and played the movement he had heard on Mount Olympus, feeling complicated.

It was dusk, the sun was shining unscrupulously, and the sky was dyed in indescribably gorgeous colors.When he was still young, he escaped from the sight of the Nymph and roamed around on Mount Olympus.

Because he is the eldest son of the god king, no god dares to disrespect him.He teased the fairies and provoked the protoss, just like the sunshine in the morning with inexhaustible enthusiasm.

When he came to a secluded place, he couldn't help being infected by the peaceful atmosphere here, and slowly slowed down, walking forward gently.The lush grass was under his feet, and under the cover of disturbing trees, he saw a god he had never seen sitting on the top of the steps of a palace.

That deity has platinum-blonde long hair that makes even the goddesses ashamed, and it is winding on the spotless white jade steps at this moment.He was wearing a gorgeous robe, revealing a slender neck and a pair of slender hands with ten fingers.Bright white gemstones dotted his forehead and radiated brilliance.

The beauty of his face makes all things lose their luster.

The music played by this god is exactly the same as that played by Ganymedes.

Maybe he was too engrossed to be discovered by the divine bird resting on the big tree beside him.The beautiful bird with the gorgeous tail feathers like stars in the sky let out a long and clear whistle.

The gods looked back in amazement upon hearing this.

The eyes that blended the blue of the sky and the blue of the sea looked towards him.

A thousand years at a glance.

When Apollo thought of this, his mind was emptied, and his eyes became distant.

The sentimental and romantic traits in him seem to be gradually receding, and now he is just like an ordinary man in the world, thinking about the person he misses in his heart.

"Teacher Phobos?" Ganymedes, who had finished playing the tune, stopped to look at Apollo, who was already fascinated, and asked.

When Apollo came back to his senses, he saw the face of Ganymedes, with a bitter smile on his lips.

"Your Highness, this will be the last time I will see you. I will leave Troad tomorrow for a distant place." Apollo said.

"What is that place?" Ganymedes asked.He wasn't surprised that Apollo was leaving.Maybe the teacher Phobos in front of his heart is as unpredictable as the clouds in the sky.

Apollo, who heard this, did not answer Ganymedes' question directly.

"I hope you and I can meet again, bless you, Your Highness."

The queen of Troad became distressed when she learned that Apollo was about to leave the royal city.

Where should she go to find a suitable teacher for her beloved son this time?

When the king learned of the queen's troubles, he hugged his wife and comforted him and said, "Gani's 15th birthday party will be held in a few days, let him rest and prepare during this period, and then go find the queen after it's over." better teacher."

"Yes." The queen, who was embraced by the king, agreed softly.

Ganymedes sat on the stool and was about to read the history of the gods that Apollo gave him before he left. Before he opened it, a gust of wind blew the pages and finally stayed on this page.

It says that after becoming the wife of the god king, Hera was dissatisfied with Zeus's flirtatious nature, so she frequently attacked those women who had relationships with Zeus or even had an affair with them.

She prevented the pregnant Leto from giving birth on the earth, and ordered the gods not to provide her with any help as the Queen of Heaven.It even sent Pi Tong, born to Gaia, the mother of the earth, to murder the goddess who was about to give birth.

She will have resentment and hatred because the name of a kingdom is the same as a certain lover of Zeus, and will bring disasters and the people of this kingdom to destroy the country.

The list goes on and on.

The once chaste and kind goddess has become jealous and vicious, but she is different from any ordinary woman in the world. As the queen of heaven, Hera can easily bring about a disaster by waving her fingers lightly.

After reading it, Ganymedes felt a little touched.He closed the book, handed it to the maid and placed it on the shelf, and never opened it again.

For the rest of the time, he will be preparing for the grand banquet that will open soon.

He looked at the endless mountains in the distance, and his heart was surprisingly peaceful.

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