Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 408 The Mother Who Knows and Wills to Do Something

In the Palace of Saturn late at night, Demeter pushed open the door.

This was once a very prosperous and bustling palace, but only after Persephone was taken to the underworld.

Demeter no longer had the heart to deal with these things, so she packed up all the original nymph maids and sent them to the underworld to prevent Persephone from having difficulty adapting to the underworld.

So his own palace became a lot quieter.

After all, without her own children around, Demeter's life was less interesting.

But at this time, it was convenient for Demeter.

After she pushed open the door of the palace, she lit the lamp, and with a guilty and sneaky feeling, she brought the figure behind her in.

It was obviously nothing serious, but her actions still gave the impression of being a betrayer.

Eros walked in carelessly and nonchalantly, looking around.

"Is this the palace where the Mother Goddess lives? It seems a bit deserted."

Although Hestia's palace is more remote and has no maids, it is full of the atmosphere of life and a sense of warmth.

And here in Demeter, it is not only somewhat empty, but also faintly reveals a sense of loneliness.

You can tell at first glance that the person living here must be an elderly person left alone in an empty house... ahem, a widowed young woman.

After all, in a sense, it is true. As a mother goddess, she lost her child, and as a wife, she is not loved by her husband.

Demeter's life now is indeed quite lonely and boring.

Eros felt a sense of responsibility. He felt it was his duty to take care of a widowed woman who lived alone in an empty house, whose children were far away and whose husband did not love her.

It is necessary to fill the emptiness caused by the children's absence, and also to obtain the love from the husband. Only in this way can the life be complete.

After discovering that Selene and Artemis had fled, Eros naturally blamed Demeter.

Aphrodite? The Mother Goddess? Not at all. Today he was Demeter's good boy.

After a little persuasion, Demeter reluctantly took him back to her own chambers.

Seeing Eros touching and looking here and there without any sense of boundaries, Demeter really felt like she was disciplining a naughty child.

It's a bit like picking up a little stray cat from the street, bringing it home, and watching it explore the unfamiliar environment.

This is not because Eros's behavior has changed, but because Demeter looks at Eros differently.

In the past, in her eyes, Eros was a scum who sat at the same table with Zeus and Poseidon, and a scum who seduced Persephone.

And now, Eros has transformed into a lovely child, a child who calls her mother.

Although he still has a bit of a naughty temper, he knows how to please people and knows how to be relaxed and moderate in his actions.

The combination of the two contradictory images made Demeter feel quite complicated.

How can I describe this feeling?

It’s like eating a food that you really hate, but you have no choice but to take a bite and it turns out to be perfectly suits your taste.

This creates a contradictory mentality of loving to eat but not really wanting to eat.

That's why she needed to gradually adapt to the changes in her image and perception of Eros.

After adapting, she was basically able to face Eros, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, normally.

"Don't move around. Since you need to rest, just prepare to go to bed."

Demeter forced her face and tried her best to look cold and stern.

But no matter how hard she tried, she could not achieve the feeling of being strict. Instead, she always exuded a sense of helplessness and doting.

"I know. Then please, Mother Goddess, help me make my bed first." Eros said very obediently, so obedient that Demeter was a little uncomfortable.

She turned to prepare a bed for Eros to rest on tonight and sighed subconsciously.

Just now, Eros used the excuse that it was too late and it was inconvenient to go back to Aphrodite, and he made up an excuse to evade the question and insisted on following her back.

Demeter really couldn't resist. After all, as long as Eros gave her a few glances, she wouldn't be able to say no.

So even though she knew that Eros obviously had no good intentions, she couldn't help but bring Eros back.

At the same time, he kept comforting himself in his heart, what could Eros do?

Now he is still calling me Mother Goddess, just wanting to take advantage of my current obedience to him to tease me.

Demeter completely forgot, or rather deliberately ignored, the rumors between Eros and his real mother, Aphrodite.

Her mind was also somewhat complicated and strange, gradually twisting towards some wrong paths.

After Demeter had made her bed, she turned around and saw a scene that caught her eyes.

Eros took off most of his clothes, revealing his still youthful body.

Demeter was struck by lightning and said while pretending to be calm.

"What are you doing? Are you ready for bed?"

Eros turned around and spoke very naturally, without any shyness or feeling uncomfortable.

"Of course you have to take a bath before going to bed. Mother Goddess, don't you have a bath here?"

It seemed to make sense, but as an experienced wife, Demeter was very keenly aware of something.

But even though she realized something was wrong, she still convinced herself that it was just her own illusion.

"Come with me."

After Demeter had convinced herself, she stood up and led Eros to the bath, filled it with hot water and sprinkled it with flower petals.

Looking at the steaming hot bath in front of him, Eros immediately untied the last restraints and jumped into the bath in a childish posture.

The splashing water wet Demeter's skirt, but this somewhat naughty action did not make Demeter angry.

Because of this, she actually felt more realistic as a mother and became more immersed in her role.

She stood by the bathtub and did not leave immediately, as if she was waiting for something.

And Eros did not disappoint her and extended an invitation to her.

"Mother Goddess, are you going to help me bathe?"

Obviously, she had guessed and anticipated this, but at this moment, Demeter was still unable to break through her inner constraints.

A conflicted look appeared on her face as she declined.

"No, you're not incapable of doing it yourself."

But just as she finished her words, Eros in the bathtub suddenly shrank in size and became more childish, and even his voice sounded a bit like a baby.

"Then the Mother Goddess should be able to accept this, right?"

Eros, who had transformed into a young child, looked at Demeter with innocent eyes and made another request.

"Mother Goddess, come and take a bath together~"

How could she refuse such a request?

Demeter's breathing suddenly became heavier.

(End of this chapter)