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‘They will fear you and flee you and call you a monster, just like they do your sister.’

‘It doesn’t matter what they think of me.’

‘Then why do you want to protect them?’

‘Because I can,’ she said.

"'He does nothing except fetch and carry for you, exactly as you desire. You're making him miserable and he isn't even nice to look at when he cries.'
'I know,' Zeus said. 'How is it that women cry so prettily and men don't?'
'I can't imagine. But he's wept all over the floor, and if I slip and fall I shall blame you.'
'I don't care who you blame. I don't care what you do so long as you do it quietly.'"

"But Zeus's temper did not improve. He could be placated with gifts but the improvement in his mood was always transitory and the following day he would be as irascible as before.
'What?' Hera eventually asked him, when he reduced his cup-bearer to tears for the third time in a day."

"Hephaestus would create anything - from clay, bronze or stone - and it was always the most exquisite object. He would indulge the whim of any god who asked. Artemis murmured to her brother that it seemed impossible anyone so amenable was related to Hero, and Apollo nodded as he admired his sister's new quiver and her beautifully weighted bow."

"Hephaestus had somehow molded the feathers in just a way that when the light was on them, the eagle's wings were the dark brown of Zeus's favoured bird, but the feathered edges glowed gold, just as if Helios were catching the real bird in full flight. Zeus was on the verge of saying he had never seen anything more beautiful unless she was naked."

is bro ever not horny?