Sacrifice

Altars lined the walls of Diana's quarters: flower-bedecked tables dedicated to Athena, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hera and others.

Now Diana desired Athena's favor most. For her guidance in war, and even more for her wisdom. Amazons were immortal; not divine, not all-knowing.

He would never let her forget that.

Diana wondered what sacrifice would move Athena to grant her what she sought. A libation? The scent of smoked meat? Or would only something less tangible but more personal suffice…?

Could she leave her love on the altar? Could she make his choice?

She thought she heard laughter from faraway Mount Olympus.