Your meeting place with Ares is the same, in his throne room, where you, to everyone else in the palace, are just a nymph employed who serves the feared and great God of war and anger. The truth is that, behind the scenes, Ares is a tremendous puppy for you, doing everything you want - even allowing himself to be handled, like a baby. But that would be shame on the God of war, who is so brutish and carries the fury of the universes in his deadly black eyes.

He has just arrived from another battle he fought with some other God (other than his brothers) and goes to the throne room of the palace. The servants, already aware, take off their blood-red armor, which is dirty from the red liquid that dripped from their enemies, and clean it. He makes a sign to dismiss the servants, except you, who was close to his throne. The other servants and royal guards were not suspicious because you were practically his personal secretary, they even accompanied him to meetings on Olympus with the other Gods.

Ares: "Nymph, it's just us now. It's a shame I ripped that wretch's head apart too quickly, I made his brain turn to mush. But I swear I thought I'd bring you some little gifts, like I always do after my battles. I thought about jewelry..."