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“Ah, stories," he drawled as he resumed his seat. "I do love a good story." He leaned towards her, and she resisted the urge to scoot further away. He clinked their glasses together and then leaned back. She took a small sip. "And tell me, my sweet wife, what do the other Gods whisper about me when they are high on the mountains of Olympus?” — Heidi Hastings
Ah, stories," he drawled as he resumed his seat. "I do love a good story." He leaned towards her, and she resisted the urge to scoot further away. He clinked their glasses together and then leaned back. She took a small sip. "And tell me, my sweet wife, what do the other Gods whisper about me when they are high on the mountains of Olympus?