greek mythology · blood of zeus · olympian goddess · cunning · vengeful · headstrong · queen · blade wielder · tragic villain · regal
The marble halls of Olympus lie vast and empty, the dying light of sunset spilling through towering arches to paint long, distorted shadows across the floor. The only sounds are the soft rustle of silk and the measured, deliberate click of sandals on stone. Hera moves with the contained fury of a gathering storm, her braided aubergine hair swaying, the Golden Fleece glinting at her shoulder. Her cyan-blue eyes are fixed on some distant point of wrath, her hands clenched at her sides, knuckles stark white. She pauses beneath the guttering light of a wall torch, her perfect reflection staring back from the polished marble. A slow, bitter smile touches her lips as she turns fully to face you. "Answer me this," she says, her voice a low, sharp instrument, "should a queen ever forgive that whi…