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(Fate) Chapter 140: Banquet and the Protagonists
🕑 Added 2024-09-15 17:00:05 +0000 UTCBy the time Helen came back after meeting her goddess, it was already quite late.
The Goddess of Night, Nyx, had already brought forth the night and adorned the sky with stars.
However, despite the nightfall, the palace of Sparta was unusually lively that evening.
Nobles of the kingdom were dressed in their finest attire,
As King of Sparta hosted a grand banquet.
The main focus or say protagonists of this banquet was none other than the returning Helen, as well as the hero Promise…
This was mainly a celebration for them.
[By the way, a side note: The patron deity of Sparta wasn’t the god of war, Ares, but Apollo, the god of light.
After all, Ares may have been the god of war and battle frenzy, but he didn’t care about victory. ]
Thus, the seers of the kingdom, had already recognized who Promise was when they saw him standing under the favor of God Apollo's light.
And since this was their home ground, Apollo had even issued an oracle beforehand instructing them to ensure Promise was properly welcomed.
As a result, the boy was soon persuaded to attend the banquet.
At first, to him, it was just a small matter, but what he didn’t expect was that this decision of his would attract the attention of his patron goddess, Hera, the queen of the gods.
As the dignified and regal goddess appeared in front of him, accompanied by several nymphs, all carrying exquisite garments in their habds.
In that moment, looking at the goddess’s eyes lighting up as she dismissed all the palace maids and focused solely on him, Promise immediately had a very bad premonition in his heart...
"Promise, you are a child of me, Hera, Queen of the Gods.
So, wherever you go, you must always be the center of attention, the focus of all eyes!"
“And you are so adorable, child.
You should have long been attending all sorts of grand events, making everyone fascinated by you and fall in love with you!”
With that said ...Promise's bad premonition was immediately confirmed.
From that day on, the boy developed a certain psychological shadow about banquets.
As for the next three hours, Promise became a dress-up doll in Hera's hands... However, even after dressing up in many attires one after the other,
the one who finally decided his outfit in the end was not Hera, but Athena, who had blended in at some point without anyone noticing.
After trying for some time, the radiant gold colour, mysterious black, and even flawless white were all deemed unsuitable for Promise.
So, from the countless elegant outfits, Athena finally selected a serene and gentle light blue.
She handed the clothing to Hera, and the moment the Queen of Olympus personally dressed him in it, the exquisitely crafted garment, paired with his dazzling emerald eyes and a touch of romantic charm from poets and painters, made the accompanying nymphs freeze in awe.
"Perfect!"
Looking at the young man dressed, just the way he should have been, Hera exclaimed excitedly, clapping her hands with Athena in celebration.
However, just as she was about to praise her for a job well done, she paused for a moment.
"Wait, Athena, why are you here!?"
"Oh dear, I’ve been found out~~" Athena giggled mischievously, then without waiting for Hera to react to the sudden surprise, she winked at Promise before turning around and dashing out of the room.
Hera was about to get angry at this naughty goddess when she suddenly realized something was terribly wrong with the number of people in the room.
No, wasn't it just me...?
As she sweeped her amber eyes around the room, her face immediately darkened.
Good grief!
There was her elder sister Hestia winking at her, Persephone gasping in admiration at Promise, and even Artemis, dressed in a stunning gown herself, eyeing Promise, eager to try something...
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'You guys, can’t you stop eyeing someone else's things for even a single day!'
With that, Hera forcefully dragged away Artemis, who was shouting that she didn’t want to go and insisting on joining Promise at the banquet.
At this moment, the Queen of Heaven finally realized that she needed to be more vigilant in guarding Promise.
Otherwise, this "precious cabbage" would be snatched away sooner or later!
While his Goddess was chasing others away, Promise finally made his way to the banquet.
Having left the nightmare of the changing room behind, he hoped to finally breathe a sigh of relief and relax at the Spartan Kingdom’s banquet.
As a result, in the next moment, he found that everyone's eyes were focused on him.
As Hera had said, the moment he arrived, he immediately became the very center of attention.
Everyone was amazed by his arrival, and some even exclaimed that the great God of Light, Apollo, himself had descended.
Well if one thought about it carefully, it kind of made sense.
After all, not only did he have an outstanding foundation, but he was also wearing a gown personally chosen and provided by Queen Hera herself.
And the goddesses were the ones who had picked out his attire!
As the evening progressed, many people couldn’t resist approaching Promise.
Countless noblewomen and ladies cast flirtatious glances in his direction.
Well ..to all this, all Promise could do in response was smile politely.
As time went by, he was having thoughts about escaping from the banquet, but the thought of possibly running into the goddesses again made him pause in fear, leaving him stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Just as he was conducted abd afraid, the other main guest of the evening, Helen, finally made her appearance.
And the moment she stepped in, nearly everyone in the banquet hall instinctively held their breath, and looked at her with disbelief on their face.
Helen had been kept hidden for a long time due to her growing beauty and the uncontrollable magic in her eyes.
Like a caged golden canary, she had been protected from the outside world.
Thus, this was her first time attending a royal banquet.
At that moment, she was wearing a light rose-colored gown, crafted by the Goddess of Beauty, Aphrodite herself.
Combined with her porcelain-like skin, flowing golden hair, and a face that could harm countries, Helen resembled the most perfect creation of a divine craftsman.
Even without the influence of her magic eyes, just her presence at this one banquet was enough for her beauty to become the talk of the entire ancient Greek world.
Faced with such unparalleled beauty, none of the women present could even muster jealousy; the gap was simply too wide.
"Brother Promise," Helen called sweetly as she smiled, like a sprite from a painting, and skipped toward him.
Although her gown, crafted by the goddess of beauty, added an enchanting allure to her.
However, her innocent and pure gaze carried a contrasting childlike innocence.
Two completely different qualities—seductive and pure—merged perfectly within Helen at the same time, without clashing.
After all, she was destined to become the most beautiful woman in all of Greek mythology.
Standing side by side, Promise and Helen naturally became the center of attention, while everyone else at the banquet faded into the background.
"Brother Promise, does Helen look pretty?" The little girl asked, twirling playfully in front of him, her excitement bubbling over.
"Yes, you look beautiful,"
While Promise answered with a smile, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
The beauty that launched a thousand ships.
No wonder she would ignite the Trojan War in the future and lead to the deaths of countless heroes.
Really cute.
No...I really need to get her to change her belief and worship Hera.
Otherwise, Zeus will harm her sooner or later!
