With that I was left alone to think. And I thought a lot. And not only about how miserable my mother had made me feel right then. I wondered if I should apologise to her actually. I probably made her upset. But still, I also thought about what she had told me. "Zeus will not be a good husband," I remembered. Her words went round and round in my head, buzzing like bees. "He will be unfaithful to you." I never thought of this. I never thought, because I had been so madly in love all this time. I never thought about anything else. I had been blind to everyone and everything else around me. And I had also been blind to the fact that as a wife, I might have to deal with an unfaithful husband. But still, who says that I have to believe my mum? Maybe Mum was just telling lies to make me change my mind about marrying him because…why, anyway? Why would she even want to make me change my mind? Zeus and I are in love. We are going to be together forever.
So I just decided to ignore my mum's advice, and just go through with this. Of course I wanted to. I was so in love and so…well let's say so stupid then that I couldn't pay attention to anything else but my own instincts. And I imagined that of course I was right. Zeus had not shown any signs until now that he might want to be unfaithful to me.
When we left on our honeymoon to Samos a few months after our wedding, I was probably the happiest I had ever been in my life. By now we even had a baby son, Ares. Ares was never really a quiet baby either. He was a feisty little thing; he even liked to play with toy swords all the time. I wasn't very happy that we had to leave him behind for so long, and of course I can't say that I didn't miss my parents, even my mum, even after what she had said to me. Before Zeus and I left and we were saying goodbye to everyone, Mum came over to me and whispered in my ear, "Remember what I told you." That really made me think. But then I decided to put all my negative thoughts aside. This is not the time for negative thoughts. Zeus and me were just planning to stay away for three hundred whole years! Besides, since when was I known to be negative? Out of all my brothers and sisters, I was probably the most shy out of all of us. I never liked to get into any sort of trouble. I always liked to think positively about the future.
One night, only about a year after we had left on our honeymoon, I started talking to Zeus. A question had just occurred to me, because what Mum had said to me that year ago had stuck in my mind. Would Zeus really be unfaithful to me?
"Hey Zeus?" I whispered to him that night in bed.
"What is it honey?" he whispered back to me quietly.
"I - I know this might sound strange, but would you ever be unfaithful to me?" I asked him quietly. Then I waited to see what his answer would be. I didn't know why, but I was just the slightest bit nervous about what that answer might be.
Zeus looked at me and laughed. "What on earth are you talking about, sweetheart? Has this large amount of heat been playing tricks with your brain or something? If you think that I will ever be unfaithful to you, then you're definitely not in your right mind. I love you more than anything in the world. Never forget that. Never ever."
That reassured me. That definitely reassured me that Zeus really and truly loved me, and that he always would. With these words I just completely forgot everything Mum had told me again. But still, somewhere in the back of my mind, I couldn't help having doubts. I carried on talking to him. "Well, you see, before we left, before our wedding, I was talking to Mum and…"
"You were talking to Mum?" Zeus interrupted me, laughing. "How could you do that? You know you should never listen to anything Mum says! She has no idea what she's talking about any more. She's getting a bit old, I think!"
Then I laughed as well. For the rest of our honeymoon we just had an absolutely wonderful time and I had completely put aside those thoughts of what my mother had warned me of.
And so soon it was time to leave. I had to admit, I was looking forward to seeing Mum and Dad again, and everyone else as well, but as the time when we would be leaving Samos neared, my mum's words came back to me. What if, I thought, what if when our honeymoon was over Zeus returned to his, "previous lifestyle?" What if he starts to, let's say, seek his passion elsewhere? There was always a small voice in my head that warned me of that, but most of the time I just tried to shut it up. "Shut up," I said to myself firmly, even though I knew that the voice was only in my own head. "Zeus and I love each other more than anything, and I don't need you or anyone telling me that Zeus is going to be unfaithful to me."