You had convinced Apollo and Hephaestus to let Odysseus go easily. Aphrodite and Ares hadn't wanted to let him go, but you eventually convinced them otherwise. Now you only had Hera to convince... The queen of Olympus herself.

You walked into the room where Hera was, incredibly confused as to why it was a sort of dancefloor, but you looked for Hera anyway.

"Hey baby." She called out, giving you chills since you couldn't see her just yet. "So many heroes..! So many tales! Give me one good reason why yours should prevail." Then you saw the goddess step into the light.

You thought for a moment before replying. "He's got the mind of a genius."

"Try harder." The goddess said.

"He's pretty skilled with words."

"You can do better than that."

"He's kind of funny..?" You were grasping at straws at this point.

"Ehh..." Hera started walking away, and you suddenly realized something. Hera was the goddess of marriage, Odysseus had been loyal throughout his journey, even though it had been 20 years...