Chapter 13

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OLYMPUS








Hera sat above her throne looking down at the humans below and listening to their prayers and mournings, she was listening to their demands and she was answering it, some prayers needs to be answered sooner than later, some are needed to be answered in the right time... But upon listening and listening, Hera still couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed... Some human prays and ask her to give them what they need, bit after she gave it she wouldn't even hear a praise of gratitude, humans are becoming ungrateful as the time passes by.





With all this load of problem Hera is growing tired of it, Even if she wanted to take a break she couldn't, but being a God she can still do other things while still listening to their prayers... So she decided to look for the voice of her favorite human... She hasn't heard that voice in about three days and that girl never allows a day to pass by without praying... So she was curious as to what delaying the girls prayers. Hera thought that perhaps her little human friend had found an interesting young lad and took a liking on him and forgets to pray... But that was not like Lyra. So she stood up and went to the Goddess of love who is busy laying with her... Lovers, the sight of the Goddess laying on her bed naked together with countless young lad and maidens never cease to make Hera's teeth ache.






"Can I have a minute with you?" She finally asked her, Aphrodite looks at her and smiled, she stood up and her servants move aside to give way to her, she picked a piece of clothes and wrap it around her naked body before she walks beside Hera outside her chamber.





"What is it you wanted to talk about? Perhaps you'd like me to give you some potion to make the almighty God fall for you madly in love again." Hera raised her hand to stop Aphrodite from speaking nonsense.





"I'm here to ask you, if you have been receiving prayers from a girl named Lyra." Aphrodite smirk and tilted her head to the side, she clasps her hand together and said.






"And here I thought you were going to ask me for some advice on how to become a not boring lover on bed, my how disappointing. But to answer your inquiry, no, I haven't been receiving any prayers lately from that girl." Hera's eyes twitch in annoyance, this woman never fails to insult her. Taking a deep breath Hera did her best to calm her nerve or else this woman would end up in the pits of tartarus if her hand made contact with her face.






"Lately? Does it mean she also pray to you?" Aphrodite nods her head.






"You know that you love comparing her to me all the time. That young girl knows that there is nothing more lovelier than me, so she would always pray for forgiveness to me. Giving prases to me and saying that there is nothing more lovier than the Goddess of Love and Beauty." She boast using her sweet voice that they both know Hera hated so much.





" You and I both know that there are other Goddesses that are as beautiful as you and even more beautiful than you, We both know that your daughter in law is considered by the mortal men more beautiful than you, she made them even forget that you existed, and even your son Eros falls for him... So what makes you think that you are the most beautiful?" Aphrodite's face turns red and her hands clench into a tight fist, knowing that she won the argument, Hera smirk and nods her head.








"I don't even know why they named you the Goddess of Love when you should be the Goddess of insecurities." She added, Aphrodite was about to say something but then again Hera cuts her off.








"Anyway let's forget this conversation have happened, I shall go to the mortals realm and look for her myself." She was about to leave when Ares appeared out of nowhere.








"Mother... father is looking for you." He said removing his helmet... His whole body is covered in blood and Hera looked at him with disgust before she left and went to his husbands chamber.












PRAGMA












Lyra sat on the ground while she listen to Medusa chopping off wood using her barehands. She then would file it up in a corner.








"How come you are so strong?" Medusa stops from chopping the wood and looked at Lyra who's one hand is under her chin looking boared.








"It comes with the curse." Lyra tilts her head to the side... She bit her lower lips and hug her knees, she wanted to tell her something.








"Was it really a curse?" She asked making Medusa stop from what she was doing.








"What do you mean by that?" She placed the wood down and walks towards Lyra.








"Nothing... I... forget about that. Can I touch your forearm?" She asked extending her hand, Medusa chuckle and allowed Lyra to touch her forearm, There Lyra felt scale and skin combined together and she aslo felt that it was made of thick and firm muscle.







"You have big muscle. That's why you're strong." She said giggling, Medusa pinched her nose and went back to chopping down the woods.








" I'm a big woman and I need to became that in order to protect myself from men." They were silent again for a while until Lyra asked her again.








" There was once a villager who came to our city...he claims that he came from the village of saxum. He then told us that you attack that village turning everything and everyone into stone. He said that he was the only survivor." Medusa was silent for a while just looking at Lyra, upon hearing no answer Lyra began to panick thinking that she might have offended the woman.








"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to offend you or anything, I just wanted to know if it was true or no-" Medusa cut her off by placing her finger on her lips








"There's nothing to be sorry about...to answer your question... it wasn't me who did it... But here is the full story, there was once a village who hunts me, they wanted to have my head, and with that I fled and hide for years, I didn't even do anything to those villagers... But they wanted me dead, upon hearing this news my sisters attacked the village and turn all people there into stone to protect me." Lyra was speechless, she didn't know that it was really true, and that it was not Medusa's doing.









"I never wanted to hurt anyone, I never wanted to turn them into stone, but what can I do when they attack me?" Lyra felt sorry for Medusa, she was a victim of men's hatred, and she doesn't really want to hurt any of them, she was just protecting herself from the harm of men.










"I  understand you now." She said opening her arms and pulling her into a hug, Medusa closed her eyes and enjoy the company of another human being.

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