His daughter had unknowingly gathered such an astonishing force.
At this moment, his gaze toward Hebe changed. For the first time, he clearly recognized that his daughter was no longer the third-rate goddess of youth, deemed useless by the other gods. She was no longer the cupbearer who could be summoned and dismissed at will.
The one who had once looked at him with reverence, hoping for his favor and protection, now resembled a soaring eagle, revealing her sharp eyes and formidable talons.
She was Hebe, the goddess of life and reincarnation, the holder of a principal god position on Mount Olympus, a being that could subtly challenge him.
If he did not know that the prophecy foretold a male would overthrow his rule, Zeus might have genuinely believed that Hebe was the prophesied child.
