They all stood near the grave. "Nyx. Beloved and loved."

Amoris placed a black rose on the grave. A rose which Zest made black.

While most gods weren't commemorated, Nyx was someone special. True, she'd reincarnate again, but it just had to be done.

"Grandma! You know how much I love you!" said Phantasos, tears on his face. "I love you so much that I'd love to come visit here every day...Why did you give yourself up for a colorful man like me..."

They cracked a smile.

"I suppose some things can't be changed," said Amoris. "Well, I tried."

The gods looked at her, the wild and free goddess thrown out of Olympus, because she was a female and she loved a great wizard; she was the wind which rushed over to comfort, but which could upturn trees too.
No, strong females have no place in Olympus.

"Amoris," started Hades.

Amoris turned. "Yes, father?"

He looked at his two stubborn brothers. "You have mine and Hera's blessings."

"I know."

Styx came forward, bending slightly. "This, sir, is a magic potion, for you want to visit earth, and ever need to meet us. And a hair dye. I think your grey beard could be made platinum blonde, and it will shine whenever Amoris is near. No one will harm you, sir."

"Hair dye, huh?" smiled Hades. "Nice."

"Athena?" called out Amoris. "Try finding love."

Athena snorted but casted a glance furtively at Phantasos.

"Don't look at me!" he said. "I am gay!"

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This book has been completed and all i need to do is edit! i am so happy! yippy, my first novella and it's done! btw, it's my birthday today...see you all soon.

Grateful for the open novella for this accomplishment

Rose