*In Mount Olympus*
There was a light breeze blowing and fanning through the leaves, flowers and drapes hanging on the open windows. Hera stood on the balcony enjoying it and soaking up as much sun as she could, it was a rare moment that she found peace in the palace. Things were always chaotic here as it was the epicentre for all the important gods but today the noise seemed to have died down a bit.
As she looked over to the rolling hills where memories of little giggles, tiny hands holding onto hers as they walked along started to flash in her mind and they were not necessarily unwelcomed ones. Her mind had been quite occupied lately since the last time she had spoken to Zeus.
"Speak or this case think of the devil and he shall appear." She voiced out still looking out in the distance when she felt the all too familiar presence of her husband enter her chambers.
