Fandom One Shots Book Three

Dream of the Endless! x Wife!Goddess!Reader Part Two

So I had an idea for a part three which slowly moved to a part three, four and five. I have turned it into its own short story, including these parts. It has been posted against my account and on AO3 account.

After she had left your emotions were tossed into turmoil and your realm had exploded into storms. Your sparrows, your own companion similar to your husband's ravens, had flown about in shock. You calmed your breathing, your emotions so the few citizens of your realm would be safe. You attempted to return to the Dreaming, you never even made it to the beach. You were tossed back each time, your banishment still in place. After multiple tries, your own right-hand woman stepped forwards once you were weakened and groaning on the floor. "Ma'am if I may, your banishment from the Dreaming will still be in place until Dream of the Endless says otherwise."

"Leave me." She turned and left you on the floor. You knew that she had seen you in worse times, and that your short temper now was reflective of your banishment paired with your husband's imprisonment. You raised yourself up and your sparrow, Claire, hopped down. "Euphrosyne, Lady Joy?" Now you were sitting, wiping at the tears that began to swell. "They'll need me now, he's not there and I cannot help." Your voice was a cracked whisper. Claire looked around at your observatory, the stain-glass windows and how the sun was dimming. As you were the Goddess of Good Cheer, Joy, and Mirth whenever your joy dimmed it do so too Waking World and the other realms. As if you had noticed the change, you drew a deep breath letting it out. You closed your eyes and drew forward a memory to help with the joy.

You remembered your last date with Morpheus in Fiddlers Green, the flowers that bobbed in the wind. They had been your favourite, the multicoloured tulips specking the greenest grass. You remembered how he had made the wind smell of those tulips. The rich amora encompassing you, enveloping you. You remembered the smile that Morpheus had given you, the one that was reserved for you alone. How it had softened the stars he had for eyes, how he had made it twilight so that the stars twinkled above you. You remembered how he had danced with you, holding you with such tenderness that you could almost feel his hands on you now. How he had made sure that the entire Waking World had had the most joyful of dreams that night.

You opened your eyes and the dimmed light had grown to its usual brightness. Sighing, you could feel the Waking World continue to have joy. Standing you tried once more to enter the Dreaming, when you were pushed out, you screamed at the void of the empty room. "I am your Queen, let me in!" After a few more tries to enter the Dreaming and each time being pushed out, you changed tactics.

Now you were going to find your husband, sending your little sparrows out to find him. Your sisters, other two of the Charites; Thalia and Aglaea. They had never quite liked your husband; he had a distaste for parties and festivals. "Now sister, you were never one with words. Are you sure that the Dream Lord hasn't forsaken you for another. After all you have abandoned him now too." You shook your head, "I did not abandon him, sister." Your youngest sister did always like to dig the knife in a little more despite the love you all had. "No. Perhaps your banishment is to be permanent then." One of your sparrows twittered nervously, "leave my realm." Although the three of you were on the retinue of the Goddess Aphrodite but she had been kind enough to grant the three of you pocket realms with enough room for a small forest and cabin with an observatory. Morpheus loved, had loved your small pocket realm, where he could escape being the Dream King for a few moments. Once your sisters had left with promises to return, you could never make each other leave for long.

The grief of Morpheus leaving you was over whelming, you tried once more to get into the Dreaming, as always you were pushed out. It had become a daily ritual, in the morning when the dreamers would wake when the walls between realms were thin. You would try again in the evening when they would fall into fitful sleep, and sometimes a couple more during the day. It was the same each time, you were pushed out. Each attempt would weaken you and although you could draw your strength from the god's ambrosia and nectar it was not enough. Attempts to enter other realms without permission generally meant that you would be weakened for a moment, repeated attempts would slowly cause your power to ebb. As of now you could no longer feel when others entered your realm, which your sisters and Desire would take advantage of.