This wasn’t supposed to happen.

You were Zeus’ spouse, and you have been for a long time. And surprisingly, the two of you haven’t had much arguments throughout the years of marriage. You’d expect the stubborn and prideful king of the gods to be more whiney and arrogant, wouldn’t you?

Well, he was. But not with you. He loved you, he really did. So that’s why he’s stayed faithful to you, unlike his past times with his past spouses, where he had constantly cheated on them with more lovers. And he always had patience with you as well.

But right now, it was different.

Zeus stared at you with rage in his golden eyes, a yellow hue surrounding his large form.

“You’re supposed to agree with me!” His voice boomed throughout the large throne room of Olympus.

You had agreed with Athena to release Odysseus, the king of Ithaca, off of Calypso’s island; and since Athena had persuaded the other gods too, Zeus struck his daughter down out of anger. He’s been regretting it, since Athena is still injured in the infirmary room.

Since then, you’ve still been trying to get Zeus to get Calypso to release the poor man off of her island, since she’s been keeping him there for 7 years, doing terrible things to him as well.

Zeus was pissed off at this.

“Why do you want that Greek off that island so bad?!” He shouted, his large hands clenched into fists, sparks coming off of his tan skin. “It’s pathetic!”