Aphrodite knew the moment Psyche arrived. She could feel the shift in energy as the mortal’s imperfect, dying frame entered her realm.

Aphrodite knew the moment Psyche arrived. She could feel the shift in energy as the mortal’s imperfect, dying frame entered her realm.

Psyche shivered against the morning air. It was not yet dawn.

Psyche shivered against the morning air. It was not yet dawn.

Psyche shivered against the morning air. It was not yet dawn.

It was time to be rid of this mortal, Aphrodite thought. Psyche had been such a thorn in her side.

It was time to be rid of this mortal, Aphrodite thought. Psyche had been such a thorn in her side.

It was time to be rid of this mortal, Aphrodite thought. Psyche had been such a thorn in her side.

The three sisters made their way to Aphrodite’s temple in a regal line of chariots. Psyche’s sisters had stared at her in bewilderment when she suggested they walk. Of course they couldn't just walk! Not in this heat. They couldn’t arrive at the temple red-faced and sweaty.

The three sisters made their way to Aphrodite’s temple in a regal line of chariots. Psyche’s sisters had stared at her in bewilderment when she suggested they walk. Of course they couldn't just walk! Not in this heat. They couldn’t arrive at the temple red-faced and sweaty.

The three sisters made their way to Aphrodite’s temple in a regal line of chariots. Psyche’s sisters had stared at her in bewilderment when she suggested they walk. Of course they couldn't just walk! Not in this heat. They couldn’t arrive at the temple red-faced and sweaty.

The sisters had arrived and were waiting for Psyche in the family sitting room. Psyche had received word and had rushed back to the palace from her work in the village.

The sisters had arrived and were waiting for Psyche in the family sitting room. Psyche had received word and had rushed back to the palace from her work in the village.

The sisters had arrived and were waiting for Psyche in the family sitting room. Psyche had received word and had rushed back to the palace from her work in the village.

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Eros was visible again and was leaning against a tree in his mother’s garden. It had been several days and he should have left the party, like some of the other guests. But, he wasn’t sure where to go. He would usually have gone back to his own home, but the thought of returning felt different now that Psyche was gone.

Eros was visible again and was leaning against a tree in his mother’s garden. It had been several days and he should have left the party, like some of the other guests. But, he wasn’t sure where to go. He would usually have gone back to his own home, but the thought of returning felt different now that Psyche was gone.

Eros was visible again and was leaning against a tree in his mother’s garden. It had been several days and he should have left the party, like some of the other guests. But, he wasn’t sure where to go. He would usually have gone back to his own home, but the thought of returning felt different now that Psyche was gone.

Psyche and Iris walked towards Chloe’s house. Psyche started to feel nervous. Maybe Chloe had changed along with her house, matching the splendor with an intimidating air. It had been so long. Would Psyche even know her?