It was not only Hera who remembered. The ripple spread and others also began to feel it.
Athena was in quiet meditation when it struck, her breath faltered, heat rose to her cheeks.
Her heart, steady for centuries, began to race. A warmth spread through her body as memories surfaced.
Her first moment with Sharky. His voice, calm and confident. His touch, gentle, yet unshakable.
She remembered her first vulnerability with him. How she had blushed when he kissed her.
How she had once sworn that she would remain forever untouched, virgin, forever devoted to wisdom and discipline.
But that vow… broken by him.
She remembered the time her restraint gave way. The way he held her. The way he looked at her, not as a goddess of war and intellect, but as a woman.
And then he became intimate with her, by piercing his spear inside him, which shattered her vow and her virginity.
