The Trojan War

Blood, moans, and a wooden horse appeared in the dream of Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, she woke with a start and covered in sweat. Although immortals felt no emotion, she for once felt dread for the mortals that lived in the world below her. She decided to go to the throan room to where the hearth was located, the only place where she felt at peace. As she moved the coals to keep the fire alive she processed her earlier nightmare. Part of her wanted to blame it on the possibility of drinking spoiled nectar, but she also knew that it was a possibility that it could happen.

Later on when Hestia was invited to the the marriage of Thetis and Peleus, although she never quite liked gatherings like this, she mainly kept near her hearth and tried not to drink anything, considering what happened last time. Anyway from her place near her hearth she saw as Eris, goddess of chaos, swoop in to the celebration and dropped something golden, an apple, in front of Athena, Aphrodite, and Hera. She knew that this was bad knew but before she could intervene, the goddesses took notice and started arguing about who was the feairest. It was too late, she couldn't tell the goddesses of the trick that Eris had pulled on them. She decided to keep quite considering she didn't want to argue with neither of them. Even Zeus was afraid to answer the three goddesses. Hestia avoided them completly always excusing herself with the lame excuse that the hearth was running low on coals. The three fought for about a week before Hestia convinced the council to get a third opinion from someone impartial. They all agreed, and choose a shepherd, Paris, who was also a son of King Piam of Troy. He was known to be a judge among thy mortals.

Hestia watched from her hearth as the three goddesses bribed Paris with extravagant prizes if he named them the fairest. She wanted to intervene, and say that it wasn't fair but she thought better of it. Hestia was impresed at how long Paris had held out before he finally choose Aphrodite as the fairest in exchange of Helen. For some reason she fealt the same dread she had felt a few nights before when she awoke from a night terror. She heard rumors of King Menelaus preparing for battle against Trojan to get his beloved Queen, Helen. She decided to go on a small journey herself to speak to the Oracle of Delphi, to hopefully get a peace of mind.

The journey was not long but she left an offering before consulting the Oracle. She retold her dream of a great war, by the end she was out of breath. The Oracle had said with her hissing voice she used whenever she told a prophecy,"war began for a face; will end with a horse; no stopping the ten years of red rain; unless with a trickery plan." Hestia had, had reasons to worry, when she went and told the Counsel of Olympus, instead of finding a way to stop the war they beagn choosing sides between Trojan and the rest of Greece. In reality she should have told everyone when Ares wasn't around cosidering this was a field day for the god of war.

So as the prophecy had for told the war lasted for ten years before Odysseus came with the plan of the wooden horse. She stayed neutral on both sides but did not abondon her hearths. The war ended and Trojan was no more. The gods moved on after a couple thousands of years and no one accused Aphrodite of the reason why the war started in the first place.