Take this with you

"Um... Beautiful and kind Hera, what brings you here?" Promise cautiously asked, breaking the silence as Hera continued to look at him without speaking.

Hera did not respond immediately.

Instead, she looked around and walked over to a large stone, motioning for Promise to come over.

Once he approached, she made him sit down.

Understanding that something was off, Promise obediently sat down.

Hera immediately reached out and, though she didn't use much force, grabbed his cheeks with a fierce expression.

"Promise, you... you..." Hera began, but then she hesitated.

She realized she couldn't really blame Promise for anything.

After all, he wasn't actively seeking out the gods; they were the ones drawn to him.

He was just walking his own path, and the gods, smelling the trail, had gathered around him.

Including herself, Hera thought, as she realized she was no different.

Unable to voice her frustration, she vented by roughly pinching Promise's cheeks.

Promise sat there obediently, letting Hera take out her anger.

When her expression softened a bit, he spoke again, "Great Hera, have I done something to upset you?"

Looking at Promise, whose cheeks were now red from her pinching and whose green eyes were filled with confusion, Hera, who had been very angry, couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes, I'm very angry. To be precise, I'm very jealous!" She glared at him and said.

Usually, to maintain her dignified image as the queen of the gods, Hera wouldn't be this honest.

But perhaps due to Demeter's words earlier or the recent events at the Olympian temple, she let her guard down this time.

"Promise, I'm your goddess, right?"

"Yes, of course, you are my goddess, great Hera," the boy nodded.

"Then why don't we have an oath?" Hera's face was filled with jealousy as she looked at Promise. "Athena aside, there's also Themis and that Fate Goddess... Promise, when did you get involved with so many goddesses behind my back?"

So, I'm not Zeus.

Hera, what are you trying to do by acting like a legal wife who is dissatisfied with the existence of a mistress?

Promise was really speechless at this moment.

But when he saw her staring at him, as if the day would not end until she gave him an explanation, he could only rack his brains to think.

Because in the current situation, there was actually no point in thinking of a vow immediately, it would not satisfy Hera.

Hera is jealous and extremely possessive.

What she cared about was not why she didn't have a promise with him, but whether she was the first in his heart!

therefore...

"Honorable Queen Hera, I have never wanted to hide anything from you, and although I have never made a vow to you, you are the only goddess I believe in."

Promise looked up, blinked his emerald eyes, and spoke to Hera sincerely.

If Hermes were here at this moment, he would definitely not be stingy with his applause and would have apologizes his answer!

Because Promise's words were true, and at the same time, they gave Hera a feeling that could not be completely considered an illusion.

That was, there was no need for a vow between them at all.

After all, she was the only goddess that Promise believed in.

So after he finished speaking, Hera was slightly stunned, and then the dissatisfaction and jealousy in her eyes naturally dissipated for the most part.

She even showed a beautiful smile like a painting because of the sudden surge of joy and peace of mind.

Looking at that smile, even Promise was even stunned for a moment.

Because it was indeed beautiful.

One have to know that Hera was the goddess that Zeus was willing to share his power with.

So, off course, she was beautiful.

"So I promise that I am your goddess, and you will only believe in me, right?!"

It was as if all the dissatisfaction and worries in recent times were suddenly vented.

At this moment, Hera was so happy that she didn't even have the shadow of the queen of the past.

"Hmm, hmm…" Promise nodded slightly and said, "Of course I believe in you. I am your loyal believer, the honorable Queen Hera."

After all, apart from you, I really can't think of who to believe in for the time being...

Apart from Hera, he could not find anyone else.

Athena was the goddess of pleasure and also a virgin goddess.

Not to mention Artemis and Apollo, even Demeter had Persephone, the unstable bomb.

After a circle, if Hera didn't want Promise, then he would have to go to Clotho, hug her tightly and humiliate her.

Clotho is indeed more fragrant and softer, but Hera is a main god after all, and the Queen of Olympus at that.

Not to mention if there is a conflict, what will happen to the Golden Fleece in the future.

"So you won't suddenly start to believe in Athena, and sisters Themis and Demeter, right?!" Hera said, and looked at Promise warily.

"I will never suddenly betray my faith in you, Queen Hera!"

While Promise was answering and making the assurance, he naturally realized in his heart what Hera was jealous of and angry about.

"Um!"

At this point, Hera was finally satisfied.

She reached out and touched Promise's head, smiling and said, "That's right, this is my good child... And now, my lovely child, you can go find Hephaestus and ask her for gifts."

Huh?

Hearing these words, Promise blinked, slightly surprised as he looked at Hera.

"It's fine, I've already seen Hephaestus," Hera said, though her gaze was still a bit unnatural.

Perhaps she was trying to maintain some dignity in front of Promise, despite having almost lost it all earlier.

She forced a smile and said, "So, everything will be okay."

"And I'm very excited, Promise. I'm looking forward to the painting you promised me, the first painting among the gods!"

Recalling the painting he had given to Artemis that night and the one for the Underworld, Promise knew that any god who heard he was making a painting for them would be eagerly anticipating it.

"Alright, Goddess Hera," So, he nodded, preparing to summon Pegasus back, while inwardly wondering if he should sharpen a knife.

It was his mount, after all.

How could it sell out its master like this?

"Wait, Promise," Demeter suddenly appeared, emerging from the shadows under a nearby tree, as if she had been eavesdropping all along.

Her smile was knowing as she looked at Hera.

Hera, however, didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Instead, she instinctively placed Promise behind her, looking at her with a wary expression.

Given what Demeter had just said,

If it weren't for the fact that she was her elder sister and one of the culprits because of whom Demeter had just lost her daughter, Hera had almost been unable to resist calling down a lightning bolt on her,

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to snatch him from you... And you are indeed stingy, not even willing to let the child stay with me for a while," Demeter said, chuckling as she handed a divine artifact to Promise.

Both Promise and Hera were surprised when they saw what it was—Hades' Helm of Invisibility.

"Goddess Demeter, this..." Promise looked at the goddess in shock and was about to say something.

"Take it, child. You'll need it soon," Demeter interrupted him gently.

After a brief pause, she smiled at Promise and added, "While I trust you, that doesn't mean I trust Hades. If my daughter isn't back in ten days, use this to steal her back for me, alright?"

Hearing this, Promise looked at Demeter, who was winking at him.

Though he didn't believe Hades would act that way, he still took the helm after some thought.

Hera, however, was a bit puzzled, tilting her head, she asked Demeter, "Sister, what do you mean by that?"

Demeter looked at Hera for a moment but did not reply immediately.

She helped Promise get Pegasus to land, watching as the mount carried him away.

Only then did she look back at Hera and sigh, "I can't tell if you're genuinely oblivious or just ignoring it.

Your relationship with Hephaestus has deteriorated so much, yet this time, she not only didn't give you a hard time but also agreed to see Promise. Have you ever wondered why?"