The Greek Villain

If you had a golden apple, who would you give it to? At the banquet, Lorne, one of the invited guests, looked at the golden apple on the plate—engraved with the words “To the Most Beautiful Goddess”—and then at the three goddesses in front of him, already caught in a dispute. Smiling, he picked up a knife. Step one: peel the skin. The peel went to Aphrodite. “Honestly, you are pretty good-looking. As far as outer layers go, you’re not bad.” Step two: cut the flesh. The fruit went to Hera. “You’re the queen of the gods, sure, but from the eight-hundred-year-old elders to the livestock on Olympus, everyone’s got something to laugh at you for. Men, women, even goats… Since you’ve already lost face, at least take the insides.” Step three: the leftover core went to Athena. “You were supposed to be born a male god and inherit Zeus’s throne, but thanks to him, you ended up seedless. So here—take the seed.” Aphrodite clenched her fists. Hera raised her scepter. Athena summoned her spear and shield… Seeing this, Lorne quickly took a step back and stood protectively in front of Eris, the goddess of discord who had caused all the chaos. “You call yourself the goddess of discord? Watch this. I got them united in seconds. Even your little schemes can’t top that.” “…” Looking at the crowd of Greek gods around her sharpening their blades, Eris fell silent. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: The Greek Villain — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠