Aphrodite sat in stunned silence, staring at Hermes. Did she hear him right? Had he just asked for Peitho's hand? Her first instinct was to say no, but the longer she sat there, the more she thought of Peitho and her demeanor as of late. Perhaps getting married would lift her spirits. But she didn't want to make Peitho marry the way Aphrodite had been forced to. "I'm not going to force my daughter to marry you the way I was forced to marry Hephaestus," she answered matter of factly. Hermes folded his arms across his chest and smirked. "Is that a yes, Dite?" He asked. Part of him couldn't believe she'd agreed. "No, but it's not a no either. As I said, I will not force her into marriage as I was. If you want her, you'll have to court her. If you win her over, you have my blessing," she an

