This is the story of Amphitrite's run from Poseidon
Disclaimer: I am not a Greek :-(
Prologue
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Rhea sighed, and a tear slid down her smooth cheek as she stared at Doris' newest child, another girl whom Nereus had named Amphitrite. Rhea's latest baby, Poseidon, had been eaten by Cronus, who had gone somewhere else, probably to discus a war strategy with the other titans. Another excuse to not listen to her pleads.
"Come on, dearest," Doris coaxed. "I am tired, look after her, will you?" And Doris handed Rhea the bundle of blankets, before promptly falling asleep. Amphitrite giggled and stretched out her arms, tugging on Rhea's long honey coloured locks. Rhea smiled at the child.
"Oh, Amphitrite. You would have liked Poseidon, I am sure. You would have been friends..."
I know it was very short. The next one will be longer, I promise.