[Greek Mythology] Beside the Throne

Some gods grow up as soon as they are born, while others need to go through a long growth period.Usually, the longer the growth period, the more powerful the divine power will be.

"You will surely become an outstanding god in the future." Hera said to Apollo.

"That's for sure." Apollo said confidently.He had no doubt that he would not be able to become an outstanding god in the future.

Seeing Hera's calm smile, Apollo thought that he would be even better than the people in front of him imagined.

It was getting late, and Apollo bid farewell to Hera for fear that Nymphs would be worried.

"I'm leaving, I'll come to you next time." Apollo looked childish and innocent with nostalgia.

He stretched his hand and touched Apollo's head, the soft golden curly hair was very pleasant to the touch.

"Okay," Hera said.

The departing figure of Apollo disappeared with the last ray of sunlight.

The peacock flew to the branches of the giant tree and shook the white flowers all over the ground.

Hera looked up at the giant tree, the expression on her face was covered by the night.

Mnemosyne, goddess of memory.

During the tens of millions of years when her father and younger brother became god kings, as the former's daughter and the latter's older sister, her status was glorious.But the appearance of Zeus broke this situation.

Zeus imprisoned his father Cronus in the abyss of hell, and their status as descendants of the Titans was also strongly impacted.

The male gods were imprisoned in the abyss with Cronus, except for the ocean god Oceanus and several others who could not hide from the world, while the situation of the goddesses was better.But compared to the original golden age, they are in decline.

As the daughter of the heavenly father and the earthly mother, the status of the second-generation god Mnemosyne is not low.But compared to the newly rising protoss, her nobility seems to be like a white jade staircase piled up by fallen leaves, already covered in dust.

So choosing to be with Zeus seems to be the most correct decision she has made in her long life, even though she has retreated to this remote mountain with few people.

For the arrival of Hera, the goddess of marriage, Mnemosyne was not surprised at all, as if she had expected it.

"What do you want to know, respected Queen Hera." The goddess of memory may have been flamboyant or domineering back then, but she still looks like a quiet and elegant lady who still lost the protection of her father and brother.

"Do you know why I came here?" Hera didn't wear the Queen's crown.A flaming red dress is actually the most beautiful color in this sacred mountain.Her burning beauty was even admired by Mnemosyne, who is a goddess.

The two of them are not familiar with each other, and have not met several times.Regardless of the blood relationship, the only thing that can connect the two of them is their identity as the wife of Zeus.

When Zeus married Hera, he gave her the most grand wedding in the world, but his previous wives did not enjoy such treatment for some reason.

Mnemosyne did not answer Hera's question now.She said to Hera, "Would you like some tea? The kind with wild blueberry lilies?"

The smiling Goddess of Memory carried such aloof temperament, which calmed Hera's heart that was originally mixed with anger.

"Okay," Hera said.

The tables and chairs are located behind the temple, which turned out to be a cliff near a deep valley.

Hera looked down and there were patches of orange daffodils blooming in the valley, and one of the clear rivers flowed like a silver belt of a goddess.

Mnemosyne, who made tea for Hera himself, said, "You came here because you lost a part of your memory, right?"

The fragrance of the tea in the cup in front of her was refreshing, and Hera said, "You knew this day would come?" She would come to ask herself about the memory loss.

"You will be discovered one day if you have done such a disgraceful thing, won't you?" Mnemosyne looked at Hera and said, and then said: "Besides, this memory has not disappeared, it has just been sealed and stored in your You'll still remember it in your mind."

"Does Zeus know this?" Hera asked.

"Just like you, he thinks that I can erase the existence of memory, but the traces of existence can't be erased so easily, even I can't do it." Mnemosyne said.

"You tell me that you are not afraid of being known by Zeus?"

"He is a god-king. He should know that nothing is perfect in this world. You must have remembered something, otherwise you wouldn't have come to me."

Mnemosyne looked at the sun that was about to set over the mountains, and the scorching light made her narrow her eyes slightly.

"Then my memory..."

"I can solve this problem for you, but although I am not afraid of Zeus's revenge, my nine daughters hope that you will take care of them in the future." It is her daughters who the goddess of memory can't let go of.

The nine muses belong to the priesthood of art, and their existence in this world respected by divine power may only be better than the nymphs.Even if their father is the God King Zeus, and their mother is the Goddess of Memory of the Titan Protoss.

Hera agreed to Mnemosyne's request.

She is the guardian of the marriage goddess family and the guardian of women. Even in the face of her husband's ex-wife and his daughters, Hera can still feel compassion.

People are always attacking Hera for her jealousy and viciousness, but they don't remember that she was once a benevolent and benevolent goddess.

Through Mnemosy Nehera, he retrieved his lost memory, and thus learned what was contained in the crystal bottle from Aphrodite that he saw in Dike's hand before.

After Hera left, the nine Muses surrounded the goddess of memory.Among them, Melpomene, who is in charge of tragedies and elegy, said to their mother: "You are not afraid that the Queen of Heaven will mention you to our Father God. This will definitely be the wrath of the God King. How will you deal with yourself at that time?"

Her sweet voice is like her name, but the sadness on her face and her eyes that are always full of tears are so sad.

Mnemosyne stroked her daughter's hair and said, "Goddess Hera is an upright god, and she will never talk about me to the king."

But only Mnemosyne present knew that she was involved in this matter from the very beginning, even if Hera didn't mention Zeus, she would think of herself.

Mnemosyne did not want her innocent daughters to know these things.They who are immersed in the pure literary world should not be prematurely stained with other colors by these things.

Pegasus galloped on the clouds in mid-air, and Hera and Aerys sat among them.

Hera watched the whistling scenery through the window, the dark clouds, the stars within reach, and the little lights on the earth.Hera knew that it was city-state after city-state.

When she spoke on the earth, she thought she had opened up her heart to Zeus, but in fact she was the only one who confessed her heart.

All false, except for her heavy crown.

She bound herself but could not bind Zeus.

Hera didn't expect that after learning the truth, she was not angry but felt tired and tired.

She didn't even want to go to Zeus to ask questions.

Because it doesn't make any sense at all.

Can she give up her status as a queen and find a quiet place to live in seclusion like Mnemosyne?Hera thought.

The status of Queen of Heaven is just a burden to her, she is not suitable to wear the crown of Queen of God to sit on the golden throne next to Zeus, nor is she suitable to live on the sacred mountain of Olympus.

Hera closed her eyes, but she remembered what a god had said to her when she was in Hades.

"You are the last wife of three generations of god kings, and it will be your destiny to assist him in becoming the greatest god king."

The god has pale silver hair, and the gossamer between his fingers flashes with a strange light.

He is Okas.His name appeared in Hera's heart when he saw him for the first time.

If it weren't for him, Hera would not have known that her existence was an obstacle and test to become a future god and human hero.

She really wanted to be like Mnemosyne if she could.

She left the Queen's crown in the Temple of the Queen of God, and Aerys was driving the carriage.Hera could order Iris to turn the car around and leave the road to Mount Olympus at this moment, but Hera didn't say anything until the carriage stopped.

When she got out of the carriage and set foot on the land of Mount Olympus, she had resigned herself to her destiny.

Every time Aphrodite would put ten bottles of potion in the box.

Looking at the eight bottles of potion in the box, Zeus turned his gaze to the gods standing below.

The god king's eyes were majestic and oppressive, and the clothes on the back of the gods were gradually soaked after being stared at with horror.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but in fact it is only a breath or two.

Aphrodite did not say that the number of potions given this time would be reduced by two bottles, so what is the situation in front of him?

The god couldn't bear Zeus' gaze, and finally knelt down on the ground and told everything about how he sneaked into the fairy in the lower world and handed over the matter of getting things to Agnes.

The god begged Zeus for mercy in fear, but Zeus looked at him indifferently as if he were looking at a dead thing.

Agnes was brought before Zeus by other gods.

Zeus looked at the terrified Nymph and said, "You went to Aphrodite to get this box?"

Agnes nodded when she saw the box on Zeus's desk, and said softly, "Yes."

"Did you open it?"

"I..." Like the god in front of her, Agnes broke down and said that she met Apollo on the road and knocked down the box.

At this moment, Agnes's face was still covered with tears, but Zeus didn't even look at her.

The previous god was exiled to the bitter cold land, and Agnes was driven out of Olympus.

It's not the best ending, but it's not the worst either.

The sun was shining brightly outside, but Zeus in the temple was sitting in the shadows.The crystal bottle between his fingers is clear, and the color inside is eye-catching.

He watched in silence.He didn't even order anyone to find out where the two bottles of potion that were left behind went.

He had an intuition in his heart that the god who got the potion would come to him without him needing to find it himself.

Now things are beyond his original control, which makes Zeus feel annoyed.

Aphrodite has been very lazy recently and doesn't want to go out, so she has been staying in the Temple of Beauty.

It was Zeus's banquet in the evening, and she finally chose the dress to wear, and was fiddling with in front of the mirror, but the goddess of grace who handed her the necklace before seemed to be stiff, and the movements she had just made stagnated in place.

She looked back at the nymphs in the palace in surprise, and found that they were the same, only she was not affected.

"Aphrodite."

Aphrodite saw Hera's eyes flash with surprise first, and then she saw the thing in his hand.

It was the potion made by her for Zeus.

Seeing Aphrodite's eyes on her hand, Hera raised the crystal bottle in her hand.

The sleeves slid down to the elbows, revealing a slender and fair wrist.

"You should know what this is, right? Beauty God."

The author has something to say:

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