Daughters Of Hera

Chapter 2 - Love and Hate

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There is often something called cause and effect. They go hand in hand and one can't go without the other. Just like love and hate, darkness and light, night and day, they are all intertwined.

Does it ever occurs to us that maybe we need a darkness to our light or a hate to our love?

Rode was angry, she was borderline angry, she uttered some really abusive words as she walked down the stairs from the temple, each of her footsteps showed aggressiveness.

 The temple of Aphrodite which she came from stood tall amidst the flowery gardens amongst it, they were filled with beautiful lilies, violets, roses, and some yellow wall flowers, which gave all sorts of colours to the white temple, she finally arrived at her horse carriage

"Take me to the palace," she said authoritatively, the carriage simply obeyed by whipping the horse as soon as she entered.

The city of Ishtar was one of the aesthetically made cities ever,  not just because of its Greek style of architecture which depicted brilliance and order, but because of the flowery goodness that was grown there.

The vegetation was flawless in demonstration, which beautiful flowers like the freshest of roses, the most beautiful white, crimson and purple stocks, dark brown and yellow wallflowers, the richest of pinks and other exquisite flowers which gave different colours when in bloom at separate seasons.

They were imbedded and placed at strategic places in the city at great quantity, making the city pleasing to behold at any time of the day.

The horse hauled to a stop at the sight of the palace's door, Rode alighted down hesitantly, she stood at seven feet tall, and had a manly body, a warrior's body, her ginger-hair was bundled up in a pony tail.

Which allowed her deep blue eyes an in interruptive sight.

 She had a hateful grin on her face which anyone who saw her scare away in fear of being in her way. She was a warrior of great status in the city, her tales of war have gone beyond the city walls.

But today she didn't come with her trusted friend 'Mercy less', that was her fine blade sword made from the strongest of Valkyrie steel neither was her  battle armor on.

She was the leader of a warrior cult group called 'the Immortals' which had the most spies in all the realms, but she wasn't a spy herself. She would never cower or hide plainly in the darkness.

The palace door opened with a squeak, as she made her way into the building meant to keep royalties, she walked fast paced cause she knew where and what she was looking for.

She finally arrived at the second floor, after climbing the series of steps, in which she cursed through every stair in front of her.

Her footsteps echoing through the residential areas, she stopped briefly to listen to the sounds of moans and signs of pleasures which came from the end of the passageway.

She made her way there, then forcefully pushed the door open in plain curiosity, only to be met with the scene of a sexual act in progress.

They stop their procreation as soon as Rode entered the room, and tried their best to cover up some dignity.
 
"What in gods name Rode!" screamed Tiki her twin brother, they were plainly opposite in resemblance except for the fact that they had similar hair colour of red.