Grounded
his head and sniffed the air, his fury growing when he caught Patty’s lingering scent. "I’m going to kill her," he said and started out of the room.
    "Not so fast, little brother." Ira stopped him. "You need to calm down."
    Dion whirled around and grabbed Ira by the collar. "She’s gone too far this time, Ira! I’m going to… I’m going to…” In his fury, he was at a loss for words. Suddenly, thunder rolled and boomed, shaking the building’s very foundation.
    "Hello, Father," Dion said. Both he and Ira bowed as Zeus appeared on a bolt of lightning.
    "You’re going to what, my boy?" Zeus’s voice boomed across the room.
    "Really, Father, she’s gone too far this time!" Dion said through barely contained rage.
    "I have to take Dion’s side. Again," Ira said with a frown. "Her meddling has gotten out of hand. You have to do something about her."
    " I hav e to do something? Do you forget to whom you speak?"
    "I’m sorry, Your Highness." Ira apologized and bowed before his father again. "I only meant she is out of control and there is no one, save yourself, who is able to control her."
    Zeus grinned, obviously pacified by Ira’s backhanded compliment.
    "I have not paid much attention to your mother as of late," he admitted. "She is still furious with me over my latest human playmate, but I will speak with her." He turned to Dion. "Come here, boy. Tell me all about this human your mother is so taken with. What makes her different from all the other ones you have played with?"
    Dion stood face-to-face with the only man he truly feared. The only man he had ever tried to emulate. The man he loved even more now, as an adult, than he had when he was a child. And a man, he knew, that love d him . Taking a seat next to his father, Dion simply said, "I’m in love with her."
    "Well, then. Love’s a grand thing, son. Are you sure it’s love with this one and not just lust?"
    Dion snorted. "After all the women I’ve known, Father, I think I can tell the difference between lust and love by now."
    "Well, you’ve got me there." Zeus smiled mischievously. "I, on the other hand, have loved every one of the women I’ve known."
    " Tha t would be lust, Father," Ira said, shaking his head. "It’s the reason Mother is
    constantly irate with you."
    "Your mother just doesn’t understand men." Zeus waved his hand and lightning struck in the middle of the room, the ozone hanging heavily in the air.
    Both of his sons looked at the black spot on the floor then turned amused looks on their father. Zeus laughed out loud.
    ~ * ~
    Aurora and Patty walked side-by-side through gardens that perpetually bloomed with roses, tulips, daffodils, and a broad range of other flowers, shrubs and trees that Patty couldn’t name. Thunder rolled somewhere in the distance and Patty looked up, expecting to see rain clouds, but there were none.
    "It’s beautiful here," Patty commented.
    "It’s one of my favorite places," Aurora told her. "I spend a lot of time out here."
    "I can’t imagine you digging in the dirt."
    Aurora’s lilting laughter rang out across the vast gardens. "I don’t dig in the dirt, my dear. This just sort of happens," she said and waved her hand. An area that was green with grass suddenly sprouted a bed of flowers.
    Patty gasped. "I wish I could do that!"
    Aurora linked her arm through Patty’s. "Tell me about my son. What do you think of him?"
    "I think he’s gorgeous and brilliant and wonderful and I can’t get enough of him," she said dreamily. "He’s a god!"
    "Yes, he’s a god. A quite powerful one, at that. He simply refuses to be godlike, except when it suits him."
    "I don’t believe any of this," Patty declared. "How can any of this be real? Yet, here I am and I don’t understand it."
    "Yet, you do accept it, don’t you?"
    "Yes, I guess I do."
    "That’s good. I’m glad to hear it. Zeus keeps going after human females and never seems to find one who can accept him for what he is. He keeps them a few days then

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