Who am I to her, if not her husband?
I'm not her lover, that's for sure…
Am I her slave, perhaps? Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.
After all, I do make trinkets for her at her request, day in and day out….
She's already a goddess; why does she need something adding to her beauty?
What am I to her?
Perhaps a plaything for her, I suppose.
Yes, that's what I am.
I've already caught her in one act already;
who knows how many now?
Maybe I'll have to fix up nets all over Olympus to catch her!
What is she to me?
Well…she was my wife.
Now, honestly, I don't know…nor care.
She thinks she can run away and I can't catch her, despite my leg?
I'll show her!
What shall be done, you ask?
No nets required this time, luckily.
Let's see how she feels when she's played by her own game!
But, there is one player missing…
Who on earth would actually volunteer?