Snippet #2171947

Aphrodite held back as another being entered the arena. The man addressed Elysia, and the goddess of love watched with amusement as the two seemed to head off. Whoever the woman had been as a man, she must have been a rather ferocious one. She was unmovable and that hammer… Well, it was interesting indeed.

But then the new man walked away, headed- presumably- toward his own little message in the wall. Aphrodite watched as he walked awkwardly, and suddenly he had tripped and fallen flat on his face. Had he said he'd been a dragon? No wonder the poor creature was floundering on two feet. The little brunette made her way over to the newcomer and squatted down next to him. She ran a hand over his head and cooed, turning on all the charms she had as the goddess of love. "Oh, poor love," she said, clicking her tongue as he whimpered. "Do let me help you. I am Aphrodite, Goddess of Love of Mount Olympus."

Aphrodite took his arm and helped him up. And Zeus almighty, he was tall up close. She tilted her head back, gazing up at him with her big amber eyes, the gold bracelets she wore around her wrist jingling as she moved. "One foot in front of the other. You'll get the hang of it," she promised, offering him a dazzling smile.