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First of all I am terribly sorry for the late update. :( I am both happy and sad to announce that the story has reached its final completion. I included a couple of songs in the last chapter as I tried to give writing song-fics a shot. (It is my first so any kind of constructive criticism will be helpful :) ) Good Lord, I actually wrote a 10,000+ chapter. xD Love conquers all, even limitations hahaha. xD

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"The lost fragments of Lady Hera and Lord Zeus had been finally reunited."

Hestia, as the Goddess of the Hearth and Families, made sure that the wedding would be memorable to everyone, most especially to the bride and groom. She ensured that the arrangements would be to their approval and managed the task of giving the roles to all the family members. Zeus requested that Hades and Poseidon would both be his best men and Hera chose her and Demeter as her bridesmaids. Of course, none protested by their request as all accepted it jubilantly.

All the goddesses of the palace, including Rhea, Tethys, Persephone and Amphitrite, spent late nights in weaving the winter vestments of wool and velvet for both the bride and groom with the leadership of Athena. They also fabricated clothes for every member of the family that all of the may look dashingly regal and magnificent at the wedding.

Aphrodite was granted permission by Hera to look through her treasury and decide on what accessories she will wear on the wedding. She even went the extra mile and blessed the ornaments to draw out the true beauty of its wearer. What she had done was measly as her true power will manifest in the wedding itself.

Since both Hera and Zeus requested for a private wedding amongst them, Apollo would personally play the music of the entire ceremony with his twin sister, Artemis. Hebe, Eileithiya and Enyo volunteered to perform the vocals. The God of Music could swear that their three voices could par with his muses. He did not expect to find such a rare blend of voices that was exotically enchanting.

Ares and Hephaestus were accounted for the physical arrangements. Hephaestus sculpted numerous golden furniture and the reception of the wedding could not be any more grandiose. Ares helped his brother in gathering materials by looting the Earth in conquest of the finest gold and jewelleries from foolish rich kings. The two also made a statue of their parents waltzing in clothes that Athena and the others had fashioned. The brute prowess of Ares considerably hastened the statue's production and they finished with a day to spare.

Demeter and Dionysius cultivated the flowers and carved the plant decorations. Dionysius himself fermented a wine that will be to the liking of everyone. He grew the grapes within the land of the sacred mountain himself, giving it an edge above nectar.

Demeter delicately constructed the bouquet of Hera with the language of the flowers and the likeness of Hera in mind. She placed Honeysuckles, Angrecs and Carnation as borders. The second layer consisted of Alstroemeria and Gloryflowers and the heart of the bouquet were Poinsettias and Pomegranate flowers to fit the season. Each flower was specially chosen to reflect the beauty and depth of its holder's personality and love. The vibrant colours beautifully contrasted with the purity of Hera's gown as Demeter prided herself in making them.

Tethys, Rhea and Oceanus monopolized the palace kitchen as they whipped up the most exquisite and luscious delicacies of the sea and heavens. Since they all had a part in the wedding, the food had to be cooked a day prior.

The way the titanesses manipulated their gourmet skills was a show worth spectating. Oceanus acted as their taster and all the Olympians served as the audience as they finished their tasks. All of their noses were enticed by the aroma of the dishes and their eyes were glued at the way Tethys and Rhea challenged one another. Even Hestia was mesmerized by the swiftness of their knives but on the other hand, Hades was amused in a different manner.

The short layered dark auburn hair of Tethys and mild chestnut hair of Rhea gave him a new angle to look at. The fiery determination in Rhea's eyes and the provocative grin of Tethys reminded so much of his sisters. Perhaps if Tethys' hair was lighter in hue and wavier and if Rhea's hair was not braided, one could barely differentiate them from the queen and the king's most trusted confidante.

It would be like Hera and Hestia were having a cook-off right in front of him.

Hades averted his attention to his nephews and niece who looked like they would do anything to replace Oceanus. He had been savouring every dish that Rhea and Tethys fed him and his well-pleased expression made them envious.

Hades smiled once more as he rested his chin on his palm.

As for Hera, she was currently kept company by her grandchildren, Eros and Harmonia.

Aphrodite's heart was moved when she saw her mother quietly peeking to how they were doing. She knew that Hera wanted to join as well but they made her promise that she would not lift a finger during the entire week before the wedding. Even if their hearts give in and let her help, she would end up refusing because she promised not to do anything.

And so, Aphrodite thought of her adorable children to keep her mother attended to.

Eros and Harmonia had never met anyone as skilful and wise like their grandmother. She would always answer their questions with prudence which made it easier to understand. In the few days that they had been together, Hera taught Eros how to improve his accuracy and even Harmonia learned how to use shields as a weapon. Their grandmother enriched both their minds and physique so much that they offered her tremendous respect in return.

Even though they were reluctant at their mother's request in fear of Hera at first, they eventually found themselves growing fond of her. She may be stern and terrifying at times but that is not all what she is. They thanked the Fates that their mother forced them into spending time with their grandmother and got the chance to know her better.

The three were currently in her royal study as they enjoyed the tea that Harmonia brewed for all of them. Eros and Harmonia were at the peak of their adolescence and their spontaneity entertained Hera to no bounds. She loved how open and vocal they were and how they innocently asked a plethora of questions that even made her ponder her existence.

"Grandmother, why do you love Grandfather so much? I haven't struck you with my arrow yet your heart is already much in love." Eros daintily asked as his iris sparkled with curiosity. He did try to shoot for her once but his arrows would disappear and it was always a mystery to him.

"Love defies all reason, dear child. Do you know, Eros? There is a primordial deity whose name and powers are like yours but now he rests within all of creation. Perhaps at my birth, he shot me with a spear." Hera reasoned as she and Eros softly laughed at her jest.

"Love is a terrifying thing indeed if so, grandmother. If all is fair and reason has no place in love, then it would be impossible to achieve peace. One would live in the constant fear of unknown betrayal and would all of it be of worth in the name of love?" Harmonia inquisitively queried with her eyes slightly lowered in rue curiosity. It truly stunned Hera that Harmonia possessed such insight that she smiled and lovingly turned to her grandchild.

"There are many kinds of love but no matter what it is, it would always hurt and there would always be pain. It can shatter you completely, devour you alive and leave you weeping in the dust of your former self. Is it truly of great worth? Just how far am I willing to suffer for the sake of love? I am afraid only you can answer that when the times comes, Harmonia." Hera imparted as she sipped her tea. This intrigued Eros and Harmonia greatly as questions gathered in their mind. They both felt enticed to the harsh truth that Hera wisely told them.

"Love is enchanting. It is the most powerful thing in the world. It can make the strongest vulnerable and draw out enormous strength from those who are weak. It can drive the purest of soul to commit the most heinous crimes and bring forth the kindest gestures from the hearts of those who have fallen in the darkness. It lets you feel spring in the midst of winter and winter in the midst of spring. Love is paradoxical, it is not meant to be fathomed but to be shown and felt. In addition, the truest love brings unparalleled happiness to anyone who possesses it yet the cruellest sorrow to those who had the misfortune of falling in love at the wrong person." Hera expressed further as she expounded what she meant. She caressed her wedding ring lovingly as she reminisced all of her experiences in love and smiled.

"The joy that love brings is truly immense yet so is the pain it inflicts. How do the wounds of love heal? I have witnessed so many mortals and immortals alike that found themselves unable to love after being scarred." Eros inquired and Harmonia nodded her head as she had the same question herself. Both of them stared at her with sheer expectancy that it pushed Hera back from the edge of her seat.

Hera took a deep breath as the best answer she could offer came to her.

"One can only forgive and accept in order to heal." Hera replied and a gentle gust of soothing breeze entered from the study's windows. Hera's smile was tinged with rue as she stood up and walked towards her bookshelves.

"Forgiveness . . ." Harmonia uttered upon pondering. It is true based from her experience that peace was restored through forgiveness. It is something not easily given most especially if it caused severe suffering but is love that powerful to forgive even the vilest person? She turned to Eros and found his austere expression defying what their grandmother stated. She knows his brother best and she knew that he had a wider glimpse of life's dark reality.

Ah yes, those were the times when Eros still had doubts over the power he inherited young as he was. Such were the days when he questioned whether love was good or evil in nature.

"I know how it is hard to absorb those words coming from a deity who is famous for her vindictiveness. Perhaps, it can be that it is because I just simply love your grandfather so much that I always end up forgiving him for his follies." Hera spoke as she culled a book embedded with the regalia of all the twelve great Olympians. Eros and Harmonia rose from their seats as Hera approached them with the magnificent gift. The mystery of the things written inside tantalized the two as they slowly reached out to receive it.

"Perhaps even now, you may not yet fully understand but perhaps our story might let you." Hera added further as she smiled brightly at them. The twins marvelled at the book's thickness and design as they traced the title engraved on it.

Chamenos Kommatia.

Lost Fragments.

"Grandmother, what is this about?" Harmonia asked.

"It is about a daringly adventurous journey of all the gods and goddesses here in Olympus in my view of perspective. I cannot let a tale as precious as this go unwritten. Take it, my dearest grandchildren and carry the lessons within it in your daily life. It is the greatest I could offer to the next generation." Hera heartily conveyed as Eros and Harmonia embraced her in gratitude. She had to commend Aphrodite for raising such sweet children. She gently rustled their heads and prayed for their bright future,

"My lady, may I come in?" Iris requested for permission as she knocked. With a lift of a finger, Hera opened the door for her handmaiden and Iris curtsied before she entered.

"A pleasant evening to all of you, Your Majesty, Lord Eros and Lady Harmonia, children of Lady Aphrodite." Iris greeted as she acknowledged all of their presence. They all returned her courteous greeting and they all awaited the news she brought.

"We would be having an early dinner tonight, my lady. The wedding will be before dawn and you will need to rest early. " Iris informed as she happily checked her lavender scroll which contained the schedule Hestia planned. Everything was set for the grand wedding and Iris could barely contain her happiness for her mistress.

"I am fully confident that everything is fantastically prepared already. Is there anything scheduled after dinner, Iris? If so, state them." Hera ordered Iris in her natural commanding tone and it made Iris' heart flutter. She finally felt that everything was going the way it should be and everything was going for the best. It has been a month since she served her mistress like this and she dearly longed for it.

"Yes, my lady. Dinner would be twenty minutes from now. You shall fit your gown after the early supper, my lady. Lady Hestia and Lady Demeter will aid you in your bridal bath in a place of your choosing. There is nothing further. Do you approve of all these, my grace?" Iris concluded as she faithfully awaited the response of her mistress.

"How can I not?" Hera replied as she merrily giggled. It was the least she could do since all had worked so hard. It would be an injustice to deny such innocent requests.

Until now, it still surprises Iris whenever she sees her mistress laugh or smile. She had never seen this side of her before and Hestia was not lying when she told her that Hera was a cheerful goddess back then. Seeing it naturally emanating from her mistress' aura made Iris glad nonetheless as she prayed that sadness may no longer grip Hera's heart.

"Iris, is it true that you and Uncle Hermes have become lovers?" Harmonia giddily queried as she stared intently at the baffled handmaiden.

"Are you going to be our new auntie?" Eros chimed in and it made Iris blushed in embarrassment. It is true that they were frequently together as they run errands for their masters' wedding. It cannot be helped but Iris did not even pay a single inkling to the imaginary romance that might have formed during the course of preparation.

"Oh? How dare you keep this from me, my 'faithful' maiden?" Hera grimly implied as she deadly glared at Iris. Iris sweated in pails as she saw those raging emerald eyes piercing through her. She was still terrifying as ever, Iris thought as she swallowed hard.

"Absolutely not true, my lady." Iris refuted and Hera dangerously squinted her eyes in further suspicion.

"That is silly, Lord Eros and Lady Harmonia. There is truly nothing between me and Lord Hermes." Iris explained as she nervously smiled towards the two as she could not directly look at Hera in the eye. Eros and Harmonia laughed to themselves as they gave Iris a supportive wink.

'"These mischievous children will be the death of me." Iris pondered as her smile stiffened.

"The truth, Iris." Hera demanded testily and Iris sweated like there was no tomorrow.

"I would never lie to you, my lady." Iris defended and after a few moments of glaring, Hera suddenly smiled as she merrily clasped her hands together. She was just scaring Iris for her fun after all.

"Oh well, not that I object. You should not keep love secrets from me, dear. I will bless your marriage immediately." Hera stated as she smiled at her confused handmaiden. For a moment, Iris thought that she would be grilled alive. If the Goddess of Marriage is your mistress, keeping a love affair in the shadows will earn you her curse.

"Oh my, look at the time! We should make our way now to the dining hall since it is only ten minutes before dinner." Hera spoke as she stood up. In her mind, she could only think of her precious pickles waiting for her at the table. Her insatiable yearning for it is increasing every second.

"Yes, my lady." Iris responded and all of them made their way towards the dining hall.

Everyone was already present when they reached the place with the exception of Zeus. She sighed exasperatedly as she remembered the tradition. Tethys and Rhea probably requested for him to stay at the Hyperborean palace for the night.

As they all ate their sumptuous food, Hera could only think of the magical wedding that will take place before dawn. She would savour the moment like a delicious pickle and think of how sweetly divine it is. An intense longing for Zeus suddenly formed in her heart as she sadly forked for another pickle.

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder." Hera recalled the words of her grandson, Eros, as she sighed. She could not agree more as she forked the last pickle from her third jar.

"Why did I even make that tradition?" Hera contemplated as she frowned. She used to make a lot of exotic wedding traditions when she was at the prime of her youth as her mind was doused with romantic fantasies. She could almost regret making it for she missed Zeus terribly. She misses him way more than the usual these days.

For the nth time, she sighed and murdered another pickle.

"My dear, what's wrong? You do not seem well." Rhea inquired as she noticed how Hera mindlessly darts her 'precious' pickles as she would describe it. Her intense craving for pickles is maddening but they did not stop her. Pickles are healthy and it was fortunate that she craved for a nutritious indulgence.

"It's nothing, mother." Hera replied as she smiled sheepishly towards Rhea. Until now, she was still not used to her mother's pampering.

"I am so excited for the gown's fitting! Mother would look so ravishing in that snow-moon themed wedding gown." Artemis exclaimed as she merrily nodded. The moon was her symbol after all and she made sure it was intricately woven just as how beautiful her precious moon.

"I could imagine father's sun-rose themed suit matching with it. The way they oppose and compliment each other at the same time is beautifully romantic." Aphrodite expressed as her passion blazed. She and Athena worked together on the bride and groom's motif that perfectly fits the dawn wedding that Hestia orchestrated with all of them. She made sure that their attire and accessories will draw out their hearts' beauty and depict the genuine love that they feel for one another.

"Well, we all are done with dinner and for goodness' sake dear sister! That's your seventh jar right there." Demeter exclaimed as she saw the empty pickle jar tower that Hera made out of amusement.

"I will instruct my maidens first to clean up before I will follow. All of you ladies should go ahead to the fitting room. Dearest gods, I hope you all know what to do?" Hestia happily imparted as the all the goddesses dragged the queen out of the dining hall and the gods smirked to themselves.

They were to make sure that Zeus stays in Hyperborea and they would bring his suit for him to fit. Zeus was adroitly cunning and Hera was intelligently tactful. The possibility of planning a secret rendezvous breaks the possibility gauge. That is why with the help of Athena's strategy, Hestia commanded all the gods and goddesses to be sharply vigilant and make sure those two don't snap lest their preparations be foiled. She entrusted the command to Hades with the gods as he seemed menacing enough to abandon all thoughts of any folly that the younger Olympian gods might scheme of.

"Your Majesty . . . you look so stunning!" Iris sincerely remarked when the final touches on the gown was put in place. Athena, Aphrodite and Hestia embraced each other as they cried tears of appreciation.

"Bless the heavens your stomach is still flat!" Hestia remarked which made the whole room erupted in laughter.

The renaissance theme of the ivory wedding gown drew out the powerful, regal and striking feminine beauty of Hera. The delicate golden sequencing of the moon and snow drops at the gown's end that rises up to the waist stood out in the white background. Diamonds of the highest calibre were placed in the breast and scattered on the protruding puffed shoulders.

They eliminated the usual frills of a renaissance themed gown and made the sleeves fit to her wrist while adding a few ruffles at the ends. The upper portion of the gown was an ombre of hydrangea colors like that of her peacock's that gradually lightens into a soft ivory color from the waist downwards. The fitting of the gown emphasized Hera's physique as the winter necessitated for the gown to be ultimately conservative. They would not want her shivering as she recited her vows.

While the three goddesses were in awe of their queen wearing the colourful wedding gown they had created, Hera could not cease in praising the goddesses for their artistic creations.

"Rebirth, huh? I love your idea, Hestia. This gown is beyond perfection." Hera complimented as she tried to keep herself from crying (although she was not successful). She had never worn something so intricate and majestic before or received something woven with so much love and tremendous effort. Since they were all so sincere in volunteering to prepare, she and Zeus gave them the freedom to decide everything on the wedding with the exception of the vows.

Moreover, she was touched by how Hestia thought of everything wholeheartedly. From the motifs of their gowns and suits to the theme of the wedding itself, everything had its fair share of symbolism. Hera saw her sister's dedication and the arduous works of everyone as she looked at her beautiful reflection.

She could not ask for more.

"Father, you look dashing!" Hermes exclaimed as he fastened the golden satin scarf of the tail coat suit of Zeus. The divine hands of the goddesses had procured a truly fine suit if he ever saw one. The combination of crimson, gold and ivory perfectly blended with one another. The golden mandala embroideries of the sun and roses in the coat were magnificently emphasized by the same ivory color of the queen's gown. The crimson slocks magnified the kingly aura of Zeus even further as the color symbolized power. Hermes had felt blessed as a messenger for he had knowledge of everything going throughout the palace unlike the gods he was with.

"Seems like Athena outdid herself this time though I see some different yet familiar embroidery here and there." Zeus pointed out and Hades smiled at his brother's keen perception. To think that he recognizes the patches of the goddesses was impressive.

"I am absolutely at my wit's end. Why don't we do something amusing?" Zeus proposed as motioned for Hermes to help him change in his usual robes. Poseidon's gaze sharpened as he looked at Hades who did similarly. When Zeus is bored, chaos usually follows.

"Really, father? Should you not prepare for tomorrow?" Hephaestus suggested and Zeus sighed exasperatedly.

"Truth be told, that is what I always do during the last six days. Having a little fun would not hurt." Zeus replied with a smile as he internally smirked. He was going to use the game of hide-and-seek in order to escape the palace and steal a glimpse of his most cherished wife.

Yes, just a glimpse would do. What could go wrong? He would be back in a blink.

"What sort of game do you have in mind, father?" Ares answered in turn with his competitiveness clearly shown in his tone. Apollo's face fell as his older brother obviously plunged straight through their father's trap.

"Why don't we all play a classic? Let us all play hide-and-seek." Zeus proposed as he presented a canister with sticks made of tin inside.

"Sounds fun." Poseidon jeered as he confidently grinned. He enveloped the whole place with an invisible aquatic barrier with the aid of the clouds' water vapor just for this very moment. Even if Zeus manages to destroy, it will take time and a few seconds was all they required. As long as they have Hermes, they can tail Zeus and bind him during Hephaestus' chains.

"Let the Fates decide and draw a stick. Whoever picks the shortest one would be the prey. The only restriction is that the prey can only hide within the palace." He playfully elaborated and all of them drew out a stick. Zeus himself does not know which is the shortest as he fashioned the tin to hold all the sticks at equal height. One thing is definitely certain for him. He must not have the shortest for it would make it difficult for him to disappear in the midst of the game.

"Ready!" Zeus alerted and all of them hauled at the same time.

"It's about time I gained the longest stick." Hades calmly expressed yet secretly, Hell rejoiced because of his happiness. Zeus and Poseidon cackled at their brother's statement and it only ceased as Ares spoke.

"Father's the prey!" Ares yelled and the guard of every god rose.

"You have got to be kidding me." Zeus managed to say as they all glared at him like a deer in a hunting contest. He felt that all of his luck had been drained dry. The Fates were clearly getting back at him.

Even so, he would die to get that glimpse.

Meanwhile, the three sisters held their bridal bath at the serene lake near Hestia's abode. Though it was winter, it was thanks to Hestia's fire that it made the lake suitable to swiw into. Hera remembered the time when only she and Hestia swam together and she felt that her older sister must have truly missed Demeter at that time.

Now that they were all happily together again, she chose the lake to bathe in.

"The bath you're both giving me is divinely pleasurable." Hera spoke as she enjoyed the way Hestia massaged her scalp whilst Demeter gently scrubbed her back with a warm herbal stone.

"Well, it has been a long time since we did this." Demeter replied as she poured water with her hands.

"Even though Zeus assigned me as your royal handmaiden, you declined the offer of me administering this bath before your grand wedding. If I am mistaken, I would say you seemed so bothered back then." Hestia imparted as she held back and smiled at Hera. She could not delve further and mention the unfortunate thing that happened before with her and Zeus. Everyone had already moved on anyways and to bring up such a taboo will be completely inappropriate.

"Our first wedding was filled with fear and doubt for me. Zeus narrated the tale, yes?" Hera replied and her two sisters felt silent. Hera will be Hera, Hestia pondered. Hera always faced everything, even her own fears, straightforwardly that it always amazes every deity she encounters. They could not find the words to speak and so, they chose to listen.

"Truth be told, I never really recovered after that. I became wary of everyone and the paranoia of it did not render me any peace of mind. I even hid daggers under my pillow. May it be about loyalty or sudden physical assault; I spared nothing from the benefit of the doubt.

I was always a jealous insecure wife to Zeus. We would constantly argue after our blissful three-hundred year honeymoon. I knew it was immature of me but I was consumed by the possibilities that he might betray me again.

Without me knowing it, I actually cornered him into finding comfort in other women. I unconsciously gave life to the fears I held within me.

The injustice I felt was maddening. When I killed some of his mortal mistresses, the satisfaction of it rushed through me like some sort of power surge. As I punished the goddesses, I thought I was just taking back the love that should have been mine.

But as I saw myself in the jagged pieces of glasses covered in blood, I thought to myself.

Why am I doing this? When have I sunken so low?

This is not who I truly am. What have I done to myself?

It was then that I realized that all this time, I turned selfish. I only cared about my own suffering and it was already too late by the time I realized it. Those women were not entirely to be blamed for Zeus only sought their company because of my incapability to be a good wife to him.

I desperately wanted to turn the things back the way they were but it was a fool's wish. Nothing could be redone and I should have opened my heart. If I had only forgiven myself sooner, the insecurity would have never devoured my heart. I could have lived happily with everyone. It might have all been different.

The family I loved estranged away from me and no matter how hard I tried to grasp it, they only go farther and farther. I am the mighty Queen of the Gods but it was only vainglory. I know I only have myself to blame for the consequences of what I have done. It was my retribution after all and I accepted it with all understanding.

My wrathful anger blinded me from everything. I used to be so proud of how I can handle things in a mature manner and I was admired for it.

Well, it painfully sunk on me that those days were no more.

People say that "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" was a saying that suited me remarkably because of my vindictive streak but if I say so myself, I am the glory that was Rome.

Even with despair looming in my heart, I found the strength to change not for anyone but for my own sake. All I ever wanted was to be loved but that cannot be expected if I do not learn to love my own person like how I desired to be loved.

I forgave and asked for forgiveness to the goddesses and the innocent illegitimate children I have harmed in the past. Majority of them were guilty enough to forgive but I respected the decisions of those who denied it. I cannot rush such a delicate matter and I gave them time to heal. I had planted flowers on the graves of Zeus' mortal mistresses that I had killed and prayed that they may forgive me in the afterlife.

It was unbecoming of me yet I felt a huge burden was taken off. I learned to slowly love myself once more because I found the strength to overcome my ego and do something right for once. I vowed to be more impartial in punishing those who are unfaithful to their marriage and to the women Zeus slept with from then on. It took a lot of self-control before it became a natural thing to me.

The breaking point however, was with you, Demeter.

You do not know how much I wanted to plunged a sword into your womb when I discovered it. When I held the child in my hands, I quivered. I had to let Eileithiya and Hebe take over or else I would not be able to restrain myself. No matter what I threw or trample, the tears won't stop, the rage won't subside.

I could not bear it even if I tried. It was just too much for me.

My control has limitations. I had to banish you to Earth for the sake of our bond.

After that, I stopped caring so much about Zeus' affairs. I felt so tired and weary from everything. It takes an enormous amount of strength to forgive knowing that youwill always be deceived. I became immune to pain even as it demanded to be felt. I was oblivious to the fact that it slowly ate the pieces of my heart. I found myself becoming cold and distant. It reached the point where I could not be even honest with what I feel anymore. Silence became my sanctuary as I observed the happiness from afar. The only joy I treasured was to see my family happy even if I am not a part of it.

Then there was Zenoa who now rests in peace.

Zenoa was a product of my severe longing. He was the remembrance of the Zeus who loved me with all his heart. He was the symbol of a prosperous marriage and the days ever so blithe. He was a reminder of how radiant how I used to be, of the happy days that I can only reminisce in my memories.

He was my Zeus and I was his Hera. I felt joy being with him in my secret garden.

I never expected that one day, all of what transpired will happen.

I was taken by the River Styx as I had broken my promise. I promised to love Zeus and only Zeus. When I uttered those three dangerous words to Zenoa, I had unconsciously shattered the deal. As I woke up with the goddess Styx, I felt lifeless.

Everyone knew what happened when Zeus forcibly took me away. As if the pain of being constantly replaced by another woman was not enough, he violated me once more and it had to be in my most sacred part again. I could not bring myself to speak, I could not even move. Every breathe my soul took was excruciating as I held my sobs. It was more painful than the first.

For the first time in my life, I actually blamed and cursed the Fates.

Eventually however, I still ended up thanking them.

As I saw how Zeus and all of you travelled together in search of my lost pieces, I could not believe it. Seeing how much all of you loved me despite of everything rekindled the dying flame inside me. Even if everything was against my recovery, all of you fought your way through and I could not help but to weep.

I hated myself for being so blind to all of it. I desired for nothing else but to be with all of you again and convey all the love I have bottled.

It would have been the greatest regret I would carry in the afterlife. Witnessing all of you mourn for me was heart-wrenching. I kept on calling to all of you to tell you that I was there and how much I love you. I lamented in vain as I thought Thanatos himself came to fetch me. If I had not been so weak, this would have never happened. I cursed myself for inflicting so much damage.

Then again, I could never forget what Thanatos said to me after I expressed all of my sentiments. If I ever visit Hades, I would blast him off into the galaxies. He could have said it sooner.

"Queen of the Gods, mourn not. I have not come for you."

He did not tell me whom he came for but my eyes widened when I saw father. Naturally, everyone did not want him there. Even so, he marched on and my heart sank as he lamented beside my body. I never thought the day would come where he would gaze at me so lovingly.

When he reversed my time enough for me to be revived by Zenoa's apple, I was beyond shocked. I embraced him with tears overflowing and in the brief time our eyes met, his smile was something that would be in my heart forever.

All of your efforts brought me to life from the dead. I would always be grateful to each and every one of you. For eons, I have longed for this kind of happiness. Our family is whole once again and there is nothing in this world that I would not give to keep it that way.

To think that Zeus and I are going to be married once more . . .

Good heavens, forgive me for this untimely drama." Hera apologized as she feigned her tears away. All the burden that weighted on her chest vanished and she felt more light-hearted than a feather.

"I think it fits the occasion well. It has been a long time since we had a sisterly talk like this." Hestia replied as she kissed her sister's head. She averted her gaze to Demeter and as she saw the way she was acting, Hestia gave her a nudge of encouragement to say whatever she was holding.

"Hera." Demeter called out and Hera turned to her startled by the seriousness of her tone.

"What Zeus and I had done-"

"Demeter, I already forgave everyone and that includes you. It is also time for you to let go of it and set yourself free as well." Hera gently imparted as she held her sister's hands.

"Please, Hera." Demeter softly" Demeter softly pleaded and as Hera met the troubled eyes of her sister, she felt compelled to hear what bothered her.

"When Zeus came to me drunk that night, he only spoke affectionately of you. He told me how wonderful you were and he appreciated your faithfulness to him to the core. He confided how he regrets it every time he succumbs to his lust and womanizes against your marriage. He expressed his weariness and how he longs for your warm embraces. He detested himself for turning you into a cold woman and that he would do anything for you.

I hated you, Hera.

I envied how you were revered by all and hailed as queen. I was jealous of the respect you garnered and how talented you were at almost everything. I envy how happy you were as you basked in all the glory.

I never imagined that behind those beautiful smiles masked the scars of your own inner battles. Like you, I was selfish. I only thought of what was bereaved from me and I always resented it.

But for the sake of love, I pretended to be happy for you. I am you sister after all.

When Zeus came to me at his most vulnerable, I savagely took advantage of it. I should have resisted when he advanced on me but the pleasure was too tantalizing. It felt like sweet vengeance towards you for being so flawless.

I truly regret everything, we both did.

Zeus repeatedly apologized to me but I knew I had the greater fault. He was drunk and I was sane. I should have known better. My frustration consumed me and there was no justice for what I have done. I had been adulterous and I had betrayed you. I remembered all the times you were so kind to me and all that we had been through in our father's stomach. You had always been there for me.

During the eons that we were estranged, all I could do was to reminisce all of the wonderful memories we forged while I listened to the music box you gave me. I love how you remember the little things that I tend to not notice about my own self. I desired for the three of us to experience that kind of bliss once more but asking you to forgive me was too much. You had spared me and my daughter and the only thing you endowed us was exile. I would have honestly preferred it if you cursed me or at the very least slapped me with your hardest. Even then you were merciful and I felt truly underserving of it.

I begrudgingly questioned myself on how could I have done the worst sacrilege to you. How could have I sacrificed our bond with something so shallow? I slept with your husband. I slept with the spouse of the Goddess of Marriage. I was the lowest whore among his mistresses for I was your sister. You had faith in me and I destroyed it.

For the last time, I am so sorry, Hera. Forgive me. At the very least, you deserve an explanation." Demeter genuinely confessed. For the longest time, she felt so guilty in harbouring ill feelings towards her younger sister. Hera might have found the strength to forgive her but she could never do the same for herself unless she tells everything in all its truth.

Hera hastily embraced Demeter as they both cried in each other's arms. Hestia could not be any happier than to see the two so affectionate once again. Extending her arms as wide as she could, she enveloped them teary-eyed.

"Thank you for letting me know, sister. I truly appreciate your truthfulness." Hera imparted as she basked in the warm hugs of her sisters. It must have taken a lot of courage for Demeter to confide all of what she had spoken and now, they could only look back and smile. Hera felt that she had truly moved on from everything and not only her but every single one of them.

Upon speaking about revelations, Hera bursted into a sudden laughter as a thought suddenly came to her mind.

"Your rules backfired on you, Hestia. Iris told me everything and why you resigned as my handmaiden." Hera brought up which made Hestia blushed madly. She could not exactly blame Iris if Hera probed into the topic. She taught Iris never to keep a secret from the queen and knowing the girl, she was probably cornered to answer. Hestia exasperatedly sighed as she chortled apologetically. It ultimately saved her from explaining and she knew that Hera will eventually find out anyways given her curious nature.

"I really missed these kinds of bondings. Now, there are no more sinister secrets to be kept in order to protect each other from getting hurt. Our family had truly surpassed every obstacle the Fates can throw at us." Hestia spoke as she . They had been together through thick and thin. They had learned from the past and a promising future lies ahead of them.

"Indeed. I hate to burst the bubble but it is time for us to head back for our beauty rest." Demeter reminded and Hestia snapped her fingers in her forgetfulness of the time. Hestia conjured up heat to dry all of their hair and as they all sat together, Hera felt a sudden yet intense longing for Zeus. She had no absolutely idea where it came from and why it came out of the blue but she would definitely go in espionage just to see him.

She has the power of light and air. She could go to Hyperborea in a few minutes and no one would notice. She just had to get out of sight. She could have really done so if she wasn't so drowsy. Each of her eyes felt like a bag of sand and she blamed her twins for not letting her sleep peacefully last night. They kept kicking her womb profusely till midnight.

"Since Zeus is not with me, can we sleep together like before?" Hera queried as she yawned. Just as how the tide changes swiftly, it was decided what she would do.

"Of course." Hestia excitedly responded and Demeter could not help but to let out a soft squeal. They all went hurriedly ashore and donned their robes. Their excitement cannot be helped for eons had passed since their last soiree but that did not blind Hestia and Demeter as much as it did to Hera who was ignorant of her sisters' keen stares. They would not let their pregnant and hormonal sister out of their sight in fear that she might fly over to Hyperborea and see Zeus.

What happened next was much to everyone's surprise.

"Is she really asleep? Are you serious, auntie?" Athena whisperingly inquired as she and Hestia stood outside Hera's chambers. They could not believe it. The odds that Hera won't attempt to see Zeus did not even reach a single percent and it baffled Athena, their seemingly strategist, to no bounds.

"If there is something Hera cannot fake, it is sleeping." Hestia replied with her eyes as wide as Athena's. Even though she was sure that Hera was sleeping, she let Demeter stay with her just to be safe. Precaution was better than to be sorry.

"Even if mother knows Zeus will come for her, then I am afraid she would be highly disappointed." Athena reasoned and they both grinned at each other. The gods were only there to tire out Zeus and separate them from the goddesses as they dress up for the wedding.

It was great thing that Rhea enthusiastically suggested her palace. Like the Garden of the Golden Apples, the Hyperborean Palace is the gift of Mother Gaia to Rhea when she was wed with Cronus. It is her sanctuary and therefore, a Primordial Barrier encapsulates it so that no one may enter or leave without Rhea's consent. It was not made aware to Zeus that Rhea activated the barrier the moment his foot touched her golden palace. In addition, Rhea would let all the gods enter temporarily so that her son may enjoy some company and all.

"Auntie, we forgot to tell the gods about the barrier. They might overwork themselves in keeping father occupied." Athena worriedly spoke to which Hestia laughed.

"It is fine. Let them have a bonafide male bonding time. They will wear themselves out and sleep when the night is still young. It would be enough for them to be awake early." Hestia replied as she winked and tapped Athena's shoulder.

"Well, all we have to do is rest now for it is finally tomorrow. Have a full rest." Hestia added as she smiled at her niece.

"To you as well, auntie." Athena returned as they both parted ways.

The wee hours of the day soon came and for the first time in all ages, all the gods and goddesses of the palace were awake before the sun rose. The goddesses in Mt. Olympus could barely keep their excitement from breaking loose as they prepared for the wedding. Meanwhile, the gods in Hyperborea jeered at one another at yesterday's amusement. Men will be men, after all. They had finished donning themselves in the unique suits the goddesses sewed especially for each one of them.

"So far yet so close!" Dionysius jested as he mimicked the words of his father when he hit the barrier. When they all found themselves searching for Zeus with no one knowing where he was, they found themselves paled with fear that Zeus had gotten away. Perhaps he truly did but only for a little while.

It was good thing that the Primordial Barrier of the castle kept him at bay.

"Hera, my love!" Poseidon added and they all laughed with tears.

"Would you all ever give me a rest?" Zeus agonizingly replied as he recalled his shameful scene. And all was going so well for him. The Primordial Barrier truly knocked him at a surprise.

"Worry not, you'll see her soon anyways." Hades spoke to sooth his sore brother which immediately lit up his face. The words of Hades fuelled the passion in all of their hearts as they anticipated the much awaited wedding.

"Don't forget that it will be Uncle Oceanus and Aunt Tethys who will escort you to the altar. Mother will go Hera this time around." Hades added and Zeus took note of it. Roles might have switched yet Zeus did not mind at all. Oceanus and Tethys were nothing but kind to him after their conquest to save Hera. The closure they all had helped in forging an amiable relationship between all of them.

"Break a leg, father." Ares merrily cheered as he slipped his arm over on the shoulder of Hephaestus who in turn, humorously raised his golden prosthetic leg. Zeus laughed gently at the pun his sons intended and sighed.

"I would indeed. It is not like every day that I see your mother in a wedding dress."

All, with the exception of Hera, soon assembled at the throne room where the nuptial will be held. The place was ideal for the circular room was open with the spaces between each pillar providing the cool predawn breeze. What background could be more perfect for the marriage of Hera and Zeus other than the marvellous skies they reigned over? The candles from the chandelier and the candelabra of each pillar provided a mellow illumination since the sky was still in the phase of night. The aroma of flowers fragrantly lingered as the winter gale swept gently over them.

Mother Gaia rightfully took her place by the altar. Hestia cordially appealed for her to administer the wedding like before to which Mother Gaia happily obliged to her offer in joy that everything had turned out for the best.

The majestic gods and goddesses were clad in sparkling gowns and suits of ivory and gold. All of what they wore represented their domain and the nature of their prowess. They went to all of their assigned places as the sun will rise soon. Apollo, Artemis, Hebe, Eileithiya and Enyo gathered together to prepare the music they rehearsed at the lower left side of the altar. Poseidon and Hades took their places at the side of the groom and the rest gathered for the entourage at the entrance of the throne room.

At the very front was Harmonia and being the youngest among them, she held the place of the main flower girl. She was followed by Eros as the ring bearer and the deities went by pairs. The first pair was Iris and Hermes, then Ares and Aphrodite and succeeded by Hephaestus and Athena. After the final pair placed Zeus accompanied Oceanus and Tethys and behind them were Demeter, Hestia and Rhea respectively.

After a few moments, a soft knock so silent that only the three goddesses heard was given and Hestia signalled Apollo to play his euphonious music. Hera was already outside just as they had planned. The procession of the entourage took place as the sky slowly turned into a beautiful ombre of blue, violet and pink as dawn approached.

After the deities settled in their seats, Zeus, together with Oceanus and Tethys, treaded the aisle as all bowed in reverence for their king.

"We wish only the best for the two of you, son." Oceanus sincerely imparted to Zeus as they escorted him. It was what Cronus would have said if it he was the one with his son but he had faith the somewhere else in the universe, Father Time was also witnessing this sacred ceremony.

"Thank you, father." Zeus replied as he appreciated the gesture of Oceanus. He felt that he finally gained his approval in marrying Hera and it truly warmed his heart.

"I said this before but we leave Hera into your loving care now." Tethys spoke supportively and Zeus nodded in gratitude as they left him in his place as the groom. Poseidon and Hades welcomed him as they tapped each other's shoulders.

The music ceased as Zeus reached the foot of the altar as a lyrical piece was sung harmoniously by his daughters. Hestia and Demeter went to the opposite side of the enormous doors of the throne room as the bells attached to them echoed as it opened.

The gleaming rays of Helios gently seeped from the east as it drew the gentle light of Selene to the west. The scenery it created contrasted fantastically with motif of the groom and bride that it made Destiny proud. The way the light and darkness were equally separated just as Zeus and Hera were on the opposite ends was truly a sight to behold.

Demeter and Hestia immediately lifted Hera's veil for everyone to see the bride in all her splendour. Zeus could not help but to cry as he saw his beautiful wife as she was accompanied by Rhea and their sisters. The happiness he felt was indeed overwhelming that he could not see anything else but her.

"She's the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me." Zeus managed to utter as Hera lifted her eyes to meet his.

"We can tell. " Hades replied as their gazes were pinned on their sister who looked more stunning than her first wedding. Seeing how they both looked at each other, one could already tell how deep their love ran. It is simply unmeasurable.

As Hera graciously walked down the aisle and as Zeus faithfully awaited her, their feelings grew stronger as they remembered all the wonderful memories they had with each other. The lyrical piece that Apollo and his sisters carried mellifluously reflected the romantic atmosphere in the room to its finest.

If there were no words
No way to speak
I would still hear you
If there were no tears
No way to feel inside
I'd still feel for you

And even if the sun refused to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart
Until the end of time

You're all I need, my love, my Valentine

All of my life
I have been waiting for
All you give to me
You've opened my eyes
And shown me how to love unselfishly

I've dreamed of this a thousand times before
But in my dreams I couldn't love you more
I will give you my heart
Until the end of time

You're all I need, my love, my Valentine

"Darling, we are here." Rhea turned to her daughter as they reached the point where she must depart.

"Thank you, mother. This is too good to be true." Hera heartily spoke as Rhea affectionately kissed Hera on the forehead.

"I am so happy for you as well, my dearest daughter. Now go and live the moment." Rhea encouraged as she released her hand from her clasp. As her mother, she could not help but to shed a few tears for her dear daughter who finally achieved the happiness she deserved. Her sisters gave her a final kiss on the cheek as well and soon after, the three goddesses went to their places as they left the bride to walk the last steps and meet her groom.

Zeus however, defied the norms as he gallantly strode the aisle once more as he lifted Hera ever so carefully into the air in his sheer joy.

And even if the sun refused to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart
Until the end of time

"I harbour deep feelings of affection towards you, my lady". Zeus adoringly conveyed as he lowered Hera and kissed her hand. Those were the words he used as he confessed his undying love for her for the very first time He remembered the moment perfectly and what was a dream back then was now a sweet reality.

"The feeling is mutual, my lord." Hera tenderly replied, just as she did in the past.

'Cause all I need is you, my Valentine
You're all I need, my love, my Valentine

"We are all gathered to witness this sacred matrimony between the King Zeus and Queen Hera. I take it that no one has any objections or forever hold your silence?" Mother Gaia commenced ceremoniously and no one dared to make a single sound. After all, who would dare object?

"Very well, the bride may now recite her vows." Mother Gaia proceeded as she smiled at the unity and ardour of the pantheon. She turned to Hera who took a deep breath as she held the marriage ring of Zeus in her delicate hands.

"My dearly beloved husband, having you in my life was the greatest gift I ever had. We had been through a lot together. Our relationships have experienced all the twists and turns a married couple can ever have and even though we might not have dealt with them in the best way, we came through them hand in hand. You showed me the world in such a beautiful light and made me believe that everything was possible as long as we have faith and love.

It is inevitable for any relationship to experience pain. We are all frail and even as we are deities, we also succumb to temptations. Perhaps, my own hate and false sense of justice blinded me from what my heart truly wanted. All I ever wanted was for you to love me Zeus and I was fool for being ignorant. After seeing you treading the heavens, endeavouring the seas and braving hell in order to save me because of your great love, I realized that I would rather endure everything than not having you by my side at all.

You are my life, my fate and destiny. I love you, Zeus and I vow to cherish you forever as my husband and offer you my entire person to you. Let the gods and goddesses in this place be my witnesses." Hera earnestly professed as she took the hand of Zeus and slithered the ring to his finger to where it should be.

Zeus lowered his head to meet Hera's as he closed his eyes.

"My most precious wife, I could not imagine a life without you by my side." Zeus began as he opened his eyes that bore the intensity of his feelings. Hera was enchanted by them as she stared and felt the love she longed for through the eons flowing into her as he held her hands.

"In times of darkness, you were the shinning beacon that always led me back into the light. You were always faithful to me both in heart and body. I am the most fortunate man to have you as my wife. Time might change us for it already nature but at the very end, it is our undeniable true love for one another that always binds us together.

Hera, you are the tune to whom my heart beats for. You taught me what love was and how it should truly be. When I held your sleeping vessel in my arms, grief consumed my entire soul. I was ready to sacrifice everything that I possess for you to awaken and be happy. I vowed to myself that I would never let you ever go through something like that again. I would love and protect you with my life.

You are my life, my fate and my destiny. I pledge to be your loyal husband and give everything in my power to love and honour you forever. I love you with all my heart, Hera. My love for you defied the Fates themselves. Let the gods and the goddesses here be my witnesses" Zeus genuinely avowed as he carefully slid the marriage ring in Hera's hands. They both smiled as they wiped one another's tears and endeared one another into an embrace.

"By the power vested in me, I once more declare the Son of Rhea and Daughter of Cronus as husband and wife. All hail, Olympus!" Mother Gaia allegorically concluded as she bestowed her blessing and the room erupted in cheers as they honoured the newly wedded King and Queen of Olympus. The light of Hera's blessing as the Goddess of Marriage scattered like golden luminescent fireflies and the sky shined in all its brilliance as the sun came forth with its hopeful promise.

"Well, do the honours already." Hera playfully invited as she slyly smiled at Zeus. Zeus smirked as he loved it when she seduces him. He gently pulled her closer to him as his hand enveloped her waist.

"It would be my greatest pleasure." Zeus played along as they lovingly kissed and sealed the sacred ceremony once and for all. Apollo hastily signalled for his sisters to convene into their choir once more for the last theme song of the wedding.

Somehow I know I will find a way
To a brighter day in the sun
Somewhere I know that he waits for me
Someday soon he'll see I'm the one

I won't give up on this feeling
And nothing could keep me away

"That is true love right there!" Aphrodite squealed as she gently blew her nose in her handkerchief. She could not be any more proud to find a couple who loved each other like Zeus and Hera. To experience and indulge in the vigor of love is her very purpose.

'Cause I still believe in destiny
That you and I were meant to be
I still wish on the stars as they fall from above
'Cause I still believe, believe in love

I know what's real cannot be denied
Although it may hide for a while
With just one touch love can calm your fears
Turning all your tears into smiles

It's such a wondrous feeling
I know that my heart can't be wrong

"They grow up so fast." Rhea claimed and Tethys hugged her. They could not agree more with that phrase and Oceanus soon joined their tears session in seeing their children contented and full of mirth. It has been a long time since they have all been this joyful and it wasn't too long ago that these gods and goddesses were just infants rolling in their swaddling clothes.

It wasn't too long ago that they were all so miserably broken as well and now, their happiness was impossible to shatter.

'Cause I still believe in destiny
That you and I were meant to be
I still wish on the stars as they fall from above
'Cause I still believe, believe in love

"Throw the bouquet, sister!" Demeter yelled which caught the attention of many. Most of the goddesses in the room were virgin goddesses and it would truly be amusing to know whom the bouquet will land to.

"Oh well, here goes the tradition!" Hera exclaimed as she threw the bundle above. All of their eyes were keenly pinned to it and unexpectedly, a strong gust of wind shoved it off its path and unfastened the loose knot of the flowers.

Everyone ended up getting a flower.

"I bet you she did that on purpose." Hestia shared to Demeter and the two of them laughed. At the very least, it saved the virgin goddesses from embarrassment and deflected it to the curious gods.

Enough to make miracles change everything
Lift you from the darkness and make your heart sing
Love is forever when you fall
It's the greatest power of all

Oh I still believe in destiny
That you and I were meant to be
I still wish on the stars as they fall from above
'Cause I still believe, believe in love

Yes, I still believe, believe in love
I still believe in love!
I still believe, believe in love.

"This momentous event definitely needs an everlasting remembrance. Would everyone please gather in front for a painting? I promise this will be a swift one." Mother Gaia motioned and all gladly obeyed to her instruction with gratitude. The goddesses gathered at Hera's side as the gods took the side of Zeus. All raised their flower from Hera's corsage and flashed their glistening smiles as the day came forth.

"What a wonderful family." Mother Gaia thought as she lithely held her brush and melded the natural colours of the Earth in her palms to depict the wonderful scene in front of her. After all of the trials they overcame and the victories they basked in, one would only need to know their story and believe that rainbows do come after the rain.