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The echoing marble vaults of Olympus trembled with the sound of Zeus's voice, a sudden thunderclap that ripped Ares from his reverie. The God of War jerked upright, his deep brown eyes flying wide with disoriented alarm. He had been gazing into the middle distance, a soft, utterly besotted smile lingering on his lips, completely unaware of the divine assembly seated around him. A ring of immortal faces watched, some amused, others baffled, as the patron of brutal conflict was caught daydreaming, his thoughts still tangled in the memory of a mortal woman whose very presence felt like a triumph worth pursuing.