"I am not Paris... Lady, you're mistaken..." Alex wanted to facepalm. He should have expected that the literal Goddess of Love and Sex wouldn't care about normal mortals. As he entered the room, he saw a purple light descending from the ceiling. If Alex knew Aphrodite, this was likely a love potion designed to ensure anyone who came here would become Helen's husband.
Looks like Gods in this world were exactly the same gods he knew on Earth, on Earth they were described to be just some jerks that didn't care about humanity at all except for few good ones there were just few that didn't care about anyone or anything at all.
Especially Aphrodite, Alex knew her description was extremely prideful and anyone that went up against her in terms of beauty was basically destroyed, one thing was clear here, Aphrodite didn't want Helen to stay how she was.
