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Leisurely and meekly following behind Hermes, the sound of his and Cupid's wings flapping filled the densely quiet air around them. But just as the god of war was about to quickly shift back into his fitting robe to not raise suspicion amongst his people, his distant brother's booming voice prompted him otherwise. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," the messenger warned. Cupid tensed. "It'd only make things look worse for yourself. So... just come as you are."
"I don't see why this is such a big deal..." Cupid muttered under his breath, but it, unfortunately, didn't go unnoticed. Then again, he wasn't trying to be discrete when it came to voicing his opinions on the apparent controversial topic.
"I'm sure father will explain it all when we get back to Olympus." Hermes speculated, but the churning in Cupid's stomach told him that the messenger before him knew much more than what he was letting on. How on earth would he have found him and Y/n, anyway? This must be Amor's doing — Cupid should have never put his faith in him — or, at the very least, Eros since he was the first god to know of Cupid's infatuation with Y/n.
Guess he'll have to find out for himself later... if there is a later. The two soar through the sky, clouds passing beneath them.
"My friend, we have a little detour to make before returning home," Hermes spoke up.
Raising a brow suspiciously, Cupid questioned, "A detour? To where?"
"Oh, just a quick stopover for some urgent matters... don't worry, it won't take long," Hermes reassured whilst avoiding eye contact with the god of love.
"You're being mysterious, brother. Tell me: what's going on?"
Hermes let out an exasperated sigh, contemplating. "Well, Cupid, as you already know there have been some complaints and suspicions about you and that mortal. The gods have decided to hold a trial to determine if you're still suitable for the modern world and... if you can stay here as a god." He explained.
Cupid's eyes widen with surprise. "A trial?" He let out a surprised, weak laugh. "But I've been doing this for centuries! Love is my domain! Who dares challenge my techniques? I am more welcome to love someone like my father and mother before me."
Hermes — trying to remain calm — bowed his head "Cupid, it's just a formality. They want to ensure your methods are aligned with the changing times. We're almost there now. My advice? I wouldn't put too much of a fight."
As they approach Mount Olympus, Cupid notices a grand courthouse-like building standing prominently amidst the divine landscape. He gazes at it, a mix of curiosity and apprehension on his face. 'A trial... I can't believe this. What if they decide I'm no longer fit for the task? What if...?' Cupid's mind raced at a thousand miles per hour.
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