The next morning, Hera woke up early and did her daily routine again. She’s fine now and can do her thing without feeling any pain—well, except for her core down there. She could still feel a little sting of pain.

She was stirring the mixture of pancakes in a bowl when she saw Achilles enter the kitchen.

“Good morning,” she greeted and the man just nodded as he did his routine—as usual, he will make his coffee again.

Hera heaved a deep sigh and just turned around and started to cook her pancakes. She was putting some mixtures in the pan when she glanced at Achilles who was now sitting...