The twins exchanged a glance; they had been eager to follow along to see how the victim would react after the Golden Arrow Magic wore off, but to their surprise, Poseidon's reaction was no reaction at all.
"Forget it, this one... might be a bit abnormal,"
Shaking his head, Eros said somewhat helplessly:
"Next time, we'll change our target, let's just forget about this one."
"Let's wait a bit longer, until Demeter comes back—she should return. Once we get what we want from her, whatever they do is none of our concern."
...
Olympus, the council hall.
The affairs occurring between the human city-states had not reached this place, and no one knew that Poseidon had gone to follow in the footsteps of Zeus, even surpassing him.
Here, the deities had just finished listening to the Divine King's narrative, and their first response was undoubtedly doubt.
"Prophecy?"
