Ever since Hippolyta met Orpheus, she never thought there would ever come a time where another man would have a room in her heart.
Even when the news of Byron reached her, she didn't set out to meet him because she wanted him.
She just thought about her Orpheus, how he rescued her from the Underworld and how Penthesilea was the reason why she lost him, then said to herself, "I can't allow Penthesilea to be happy! I must go and take that male from her. That way, she can also suffer like I suffered."
But then she met Byron and he was confident and naughty and a man of action and she forgot about Orpheus and instead found herself pinned under Byron's body on the bed.
All these years she was in this cursed realm, she thought of Orpheus whenever extreme lust threatened to take away her sanity.
Just imagining him on top of her, or just touching her, had always been enough to extinguish her lust.
