@ereipio ✴︎ [her anger is hot, boiling. yet her face remains cool, composed. delicate and fair features that have lips stretching into a small smile, but there are fangs hidden behind pensive eyes and face. aphrodite tries to calm her rot — woken heart, let whatever adoration ares is offering through gaze alone consume her thoughts and emotions.] then i am at fault, truly. could you forgive me, my heart? [the deity inquires, reaching forward as the weight of his face falls into her palm. it caresses the god of war gently, thumb running soft circles.] my assumptions are wrong, but my love and adoration remain the same. all these mortals —— their actions of betrayal come so easily, perhaps my immortal soul has grown weary. that was not meant to hurt you, i’m sorry, hmm?