Medusa's lips curled into a radiant smile as she listened to Aleysia passionately discuss Greek mythology, her voice imbued with a fervor that illuminated the dimly lit room. "Poseidon forced himself upon Medusa," Aleysia recounted, her brow furrowed with empathy. "She was only perceived as evil because of all the pain inflicted upon her, the betrayal of trust that shattered her spirit. And perhaps I can almost understand Poseidon's actions. If Medusa was as beautiful as the tales suggest, then being rejected by a mere mortal must have felt like a profound humiliation for the god of the sea. Hmph! Like many gods, such as Zeus, he likely shared a piece of his own ego with that brother of his."
"Yeah? Tell me what else," Medusa encouraged, her curiosity piqued, genuinely intrigued by Aleysia's insights.
