Daría was greeted by an entourage of fairies. He remembered everyone. The group of warriors leading Ares led him away from her.
-No, no, wait ...
-Daria, you must change. - Said one of the fairies - you can not appear before your mother dressing like one of them.
-Ares ... - she ran to the god and took his face - you'll be fine, my mother will understand and will make you free, okay? I ... will make you understand ...
Ares was as serene as if chatting among Olympian gods.
-I'll be a fine muse. Do not worry.
-I'm so sorry.
I was going to kiss him, but all the fairies were watching them. So he settled for caressing her face in farewell.
Ares was in a cage for the middle of the night. A damn cage, but she did not complain, surely the muse had felt the same way the time she remained in
