Hera Asks, "Will You Look Down on Me for Having a Son?" / Buy One, Get One Free: Take the Mother, Get the Son

Seeing this, the wind god silently swallowed the words, "Hera wants to ask Theron for help, not you, Your Majesty the God King."

There was no other reason. He was afraid that once Zeus realized he had been reading too much into things, he would take it out on him.

Better to let him keep misunderstanding. It was quite nice this way.

Hera Asked: Would You Despise Me for Having a Son?

Since their parting in the void, Theron had not seen the beautiful Hera alone for a long time.

At this moment, she was bound to a golden throne. Her seaweed-like hair hung down, her exquisitely curved body heaving violently with anger, while her bright, beautiful eyes nearly spat fire.

It had to be said that in terms of beauty and allure, Hera truly stood alone atop all of Mount Olympus. She just did not seem particularly rational at the moment.

Her failure to target Leto last time had likely dealt this proud goddess quite a blow.

Especially since Apollo had later personally slain the great serpent to avenge his mother, while Artemis was also filled with hostility toward Hera. The siblings protected their delicate mother and refused to let Hera come anywhere near her.

Then, when she compared them to her own ugly, lame son, Hera felt nothing but anger and ridicule.

She was clearly the goddess of fertility, wielding the most powerful fertility force, yet the child she had borne was so flawed. Meanwhile, frail Leto had given birth to Apollo and Artemis, both so outstanding!

And there was Metis, the goddess of wisdom. Even after being devoured, she had still given birth to Athena. Not to mention the other goddesses—the Graces and the Muses alike each had their own remarkable qualities.

Only she, Hera, had given