Amoris ✔

Furious grandmother

"Hans, honey, wake up, it's the coronation ceremony," said his mother.

Hans wasn't used to waking up at one in the morning. Suddenly, remembering something, he sprang up.

He galloped outside and into the coronation room. People were there chatting and finding his way, he found the witch with whom he was paired by Amoris.

"Ze-Zest?"

She turned and smiled, ruffling his mane. It turned bright red.

"I wanted to give you...you...something I ...made," he said with difficulty, gesturing to the bag on his back.

She took it down and looked in and her eyes glittered with happiness. "A cauldron?! Thank you so much!"

The cauldron was pink and brown, Zest's name embossed on the side.

Hans nodded while Eric stumbled his way in. "Man, I got that migraine again. I just escaped from Mirabel's clutches."

Zest saw Mirabel come rushing downstairs. Just as she was about to warn Eric, Mirabel slapped Eric on the back and he nearly stumbled over.

"What did I tell you!" she shrieked. "Your migraine is not good, not good..."

"Well, no migraines are that good, I think?" he attempted to humor the situation.

"Whatever. Come up there. Mom might call me for the shoe business any moment..." she trailed off, pulling him.

Zest glanced at the cauldron and was bouncing on her heels due to excitement. "Wow, you only earn this when you become a fully mature witch...thanks again."

Hans beamed. True, she was beautiful, and he didn't know why when he'd seen her on the beach, something seemed to strike this chord. He pushed his mane back. Love has no whys. It just comes and goes.

"There's Hans!" said Sera, pointing to him. "The hermaphrodite!"

Hans shook in fear. He really wasn't like that...

Zest took one look at her and shrugged. "Don't worry. I don't care what you are."

Hans was known that for almost all his life. Sure, his faction didn't call him that, but they could have whispered anyway. A short horn with a male voice? That's a hermaphrodite, surely!

"I haven't-haven't grown used to it," he sighed, his happy mood diminishing.

"Are you comfortable in your body?" she asked him. "If you are, then what does it matter?"

"Yes. Although, I do con-consider myself a male," he said proudly.

Zest laughed. "Even if were a female, I wouldn't care. We mustn't disrespect Cupid."

The werewolves came holding a box. Eric's parents and him. Custom had it that the previous king was supposed to crown the new one.

"We present the Crown to the new king, Hans," he boomed.

When Eric opened the box, there was nothing.

"The crown..." he faltered. "It's missing...."

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Nyx stood there furious in all glory. Zeus immediately took cover behind Hera, who lifted her head higher.

"Don't you dare touch any of my grandsons!" she poked Apollo on the ribs. "You hear me? One touch... and what do you think you are doing with Morpheus, Athena?"

Athena let the spider go, who clambered next to his grandmother.

"Well, if you must know, which I think you already do, your grandsons were poking in my lair, stealing my flute," she listed.

"Whatever. I don't care. Don't touch any of my family!"

She looked around Hera, and saw Zeus hiding. Cackling, she pointed. "There goes the god of the skies!"

Zeus shivered even more, if possible.

"Nyx, I don't think it's fair, to just insult gods like that," said Hera.

Nyx smiled wryly. "Covering for your husband? You should know of his countless affairs. I just saw him yesterday with a nymph."

Hera sighed visibly and detached herself from Zeus, looking at him with remorse. She lifted her head higher and stood a bit far from him.

"Hera, dear, it wasn't like that. I just..." Zeus tried to explain himself.

She put up her hand and made a swiping motion. Nyx beamed.

"So, Zeus, say your goodbyes to all the nymphs," she said. "Don't forget anyone."

The sky thundered when Nyx glared at him. Zeus shook. "You will have the worst death."

A small spider hung above him. Zeus fell backwards and couldn't step out. He was caught in a spider's web.

"Arachne?" asked Athena, peering at the web.

"You can't touch her, Athena," waved Phantasos. "She's under grandma's care now."

Arachne wove and wove and Zeus screamed. Athena looked helpless for the first time, Poseidon didn't know what to do.

Athena knew she had to use the Nutmeg of Sanity which rested in her fist. Her eyes darkened. If that was Amoris, which her intuition told her it was, then this was the only possible way.

She stepped behind Nyx, her shield, the Aegis becoming visible. Nyx was cackling loudly and Athena held her from behind.

"Amoris, give up. I have Nyx in my custody."

Amoris froze. Nyx was her best friend, even though they differed in ages greatly. Hera came forward and held her palm out. Hera could convince, that was one thing.

Athena discreetly gave it to Hera but couldn't hold Nyx for long. Darkness spread over.

"You don't fight with the dark. Even intellect loses," she stated.

The gods and the goddesses couldn't see each other. The dark was spreading like an infectious disease.

"Hera, quick!" shouted Athena.

It was believed that if the Nutmeg of Sanity was eaten by anyone, they'd become sane.

Hera released the Nutmeg and the hands of darkness caught it. It swayed in the midst and then as Athena screamed for Hera again, it popped right into her mouth.

Morpheus became a glue and jumped up with his grandmother's help, sewing Athena's mouth shut. She was forced to swallow it.

When Nyx and Amoris went,, all that remained were a broken web and a toad with Poseidon and Apollo standing helpless. Nyx's darkness could beat the sun.

"Wribbit!" it croaked.

"Wait, where's Athena?" asked Apollo.

The frog jumped on him, eyes wide.

"Get it off! Poseidon, you bloody dimwit, get this toad off me before it ruins my looks!"

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Hello, evrybody! Nice to see you again, i do hope you enjoy this chapter...I dont have much to say, except that i have got my exams tomorrow and well...this is one of the contests that i sincerely hope will help me finish this novella... SO, Nyx is this one goddess that Zeus is scared off and well, i love her! hope you will too...

love you all. take care.

Yours,

Rose