I watched as the other gods hurriedly moved around the Mansion. Zeus, the father of the gods, and Hera, his wife emerged from the doorway in all their glory and might. His majestic outfit shone like pure gold, and his chest-length beard, swept freely along his neck. His waist length, white hair brightened the room.Hera wore a similar gold outfit, she had an Halo crown on, and her lips formed a thin line. Trust hera to always look serious, like breakfast was a battlefield.We all made two straight rows, letting them walk in the middle, like we did on Mount Olympus, when they'd arrived to sit on their throne.Here wasn't Olympus, and here wasn't a kingdom, or a castle. We'd strongly advised against him erecting a castle on Mount Olympia, as he'd named it. It wasn't a replica of Olympus, but, the Mansion was decorated to look more like a palace.Zeus's chair at the dining table was made in a more throne-like manner. And, his favorite c
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