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One is a fool if he acted on love alone. It would only give birth to strife and sorrow.
Zeus fled Olympus to seek his mother in Hyperborea where she resided. His heart fluttered with nostalgia as this was the place where Rhea had taught him about kingship. He gracefully landed on the golden gates of his mother's palace and took a deep breath.
"Mother, deem me! It is I, Zeus, who wishes to seek your wisdom." Zeus spoke and the gigantic gates opened. His mother was never the well receiver. Most mothers in ancient Greek would greet their sons and hastily envelop them in their loving arms.
His mother was nothing of the sort but Zeus loved her nevertheless.
Recovering from his thoughts, Zeus entered the eerily silent halls with his footsteps echoing through. The place was dimly lit by the candles placed in the candelabras of each pillar. There wasn't a single being present.
Tenebrous and hermetic, Rhea would be its very definition.
"How quaint of you to visit, Zeus." Rhea's voice beckoned from the eastern halls of the palace. Zeus dashed his way and arrived in front Rhea's bedchamber. as he tracked the directions of the echo. Rhea flicked her fingers and the doors immediately closed before Zeus could step in.
"Frivolous boy, you must not enter a woman's room uninvited. "Rhea antically warned him but the aura of her voice was far from being antic. There was vehemence in it and it made him flinch.
"You must not enter a woman's room uninvited."
Guilt crept to his heart once again as his mind reiterated his mother's words.
"Proceed to the main parlour and I will follow." His mother commanded and Zeus had no choice but to follow.
Rhea's main parlour gives a breath taking sight of all Hyperborea since her palace was built on its mountains. Everything was violaceous with golden touches from drapes to cushions and all furniture. Even the book in the bookshelves weren't spared.
It was a room fit for a queen.
He went to the place in the parlour where he was fond of the most. Paintings of his mother's family were portrayed and he would often muse himself whenever he waits. The largest painting depicts all the twelve titan siblings. Rhea's cerulean eyes glimmered the brightest and her genuine smile reached up her ears. His father Chronus looked feral as always and the others posed formally.
One would instantly assume that Rhea was the enthusiastic sibling that always brings optimism to others.
Centuries had passed and Rhea now was only a shell of who she was in the past. Her face bears no expression but nonchalance. The voice that others would describe as the sweetest melody was no longer there.
The damage was done and no one can ever repair it.
The fireplace lit by itself as Rhea emerged from the door, clad majestically in silky robes of lilac. Her chestnut hair is braided and adorned with pearls from the deepest of the Mediterranean. Her blue orbs pierced his identical pair of orbs as if she was delving into his sins.
Her face was cold and expressionless as ever.
"Let us sit, son. What is it you want to seek advice for?" Rhea slightly smiled as she queried. She was surprised by his son's surprise visit. This never happened before as Zeus would normally inform her ahead of time whenever his visits. This has to be some emergency of a high degree.
"The news of my wedding has reached you I presume?" Zeus replied with a question.
"Yes I have. You made a wise choice with Hera." Rhea replied nonchalantly. Truth be told, she didn't approve of their marriage yet she was in no position to utter it. Hera is not submissive enough to be the consort of her prideful son. Sending her to Tethys seemed to bear no changes as she was still stubborn.
The only reason why she told Zeus that it was wise to marry Hera was because of their spheres of influences.
Hera has dominion over female beings while Zeus holds the authority among the males. Their marriage would lessen the burden of their monarchy, given that they are revered with the highest honors.
"I probe that she will never love me." Zeus face fell as he closed his eyes in frustration. Rhea's eyebrow arched not by the fact that Hera won't love him but by his son's reaction to it. Did her son finally understand the concept of true love in Hera or might this be just one of his infatuations?
"Tell me, Zeus. Are you really in love with Hera?" Rhea insinuated, almost mocking him. Marriage because of love is a blue moon among the gods. Given that deities are more logical beings, they would wed because of necessity and not because their hearts are in a state of euphoric love. The number of gods and goddesses are few so they often wed to preserve the divine bloodline. There would always be a need to produce a new generation of gods and goddesses to succeed the older immortals.
As for Rhea, love is no longer a factor of marriage nor is it needed.
One is a fool if he acted on love alone. It would only give birth to strife and sorrow.