Chapter 409 The knowing mother
In the Palace of Saturn late at night, Demeter opened the door.
This was once a very prosperous and lively palace, but after Persephone was taken to the underworld.
Demeter had no intention of doing this and packed up all the original nymph maids and sent them to the underworld to prevent Persephone from not adapting in the underworld.
So the palace was quite deserted.
After all, without her children by her side, Demeter's life would be a little less interesting.
But at this time, it was also convenient for Demeter.
After she opened the door of the palace, she lit the lamp, and with a feeling of guilt and sneakiness, she brought the figure behind her in.
It was obviously no big deal, but her movements still felt like she was carrying someone on her back.
Eros walked in carelessly and looked around.
"Is this the palace where the Mother Goddess lives? It's a bit deserted."
Although Hestia's palace is more remote and has no maids, it is full of a strong atmosphere of life, with a kind of Feeling of warmth.
And here in Demeter, not only is it a little empty, but there is also a faint feeling of loneliness.
You can tell at a glance that the people living here must be the kind of left-behind old, ahem, lonely and widowed young women who stay alone in their empty houses.
After all, in a sense, it is true. As the mother goddess, she lost her child, and as a wife, she was not loved by her husband.
Demeter's life now is indeed quite lonely and boring.
Eros felt a sense of responsibility in his heart, and it was his duty to take care of the young widowed woman who stayed alone in an empty house, her children were far away from her, and her husband did not love her.
It is necessary to fill the emptiness caused by the absence of the children and to enrich the love from the husband. Only in this way can it be healthy.
After discovering that Selene and Artemis had run away, Eros naturally relied on Demeter.
Aphrodite? Mother Goddess? Completely unfamiliar, today he is Demeter's good boy.
After a few soft words, Demeter half-heartedly took him back to her bedroom.
Looking at Eros touching this and that with no sense of boundaries, Demeter really felt like she was disciplining a naughty child.
It also feels a bit like picking up a little wild cat on the roadside and going home, watching it explore around in a strange environment.
This is not because of any change in Eros' style, it's just that Demeter's way of looking at Eros is different.
In the past, in her eyes, Eros was a scumbag who sat at the same table with Zeus and Poseidon, and was a scumbag who deceived Persephone.
But now, Eros has transformed into a cute child who can call her mother.
Although he still has a bit of a naughty temper, he knows how to please people and is relaxed and relaxed.
The combination of these two contradictory images made Demeter's inner feelings quite complicated.
How to describe this feeling?
It’s like eating a food that you originally hated, but then you had no choice but to take a bite, and it perfectly suited your taste.
This gave rise to a kind of ambivalence of loving food but not really wanting to eat it.
That’s why she needs to gradually adapt to the change in her image and senses of Eros.
After adapting, she was basically able to face the twelve or thirteen-year-old Eros normally.
"Stop moving around. Since you want to rest, then prepare for sleep honestly."
Demeter held up her face and tried her best to look cold. A stern look.
But no matter how hard she tried, she could never achieve a harsh feeling. Instead, she always felt helpless and doting.
"I know, then please ask the Mother Goddess to help me make the bed first." Eros said very obediently, which made Demeter a little uncomfortable.
She turned around to prepare the bed for Eros to rest on tonight, and sighed subconsciously.
Just now, Eros used the excuse that it was inconvenient to go back to Aphrodite at such a late hour and insisted on following her back.
Demeter really couldn't resist. After all, as long as Eros looked at her a few times, she wouldn't be able to say no.
So even though she knew that Eros obviously had no good intentions, she still couldn't help but bring Eros back.
At the same time, I kept comforting myself in my heart, what can Eros do?
Now he is still shouting about the mother goddess, just because he wants to tease himself by taking advantage of his obedient situation.
Demeter had completely forgotten, or rather deliberately ignored, some of the gossip between Eros and his real mother goddess Aphrodite.
Her thoughts were also complicated and weird, gradually twisting in some wrong ways.
After Demeter made the bed, she turned around and saw a scene that made her unable to take her eyes away.
Eros took off most of his clothes, revealing the body of a young boy who was still a little green.
Demeter pretended to be calm and said as if she was struck by lightning.
"What are you doing? Are you ready to sleep?"
Eros, on the other hand, turned around and spoke with a very natural expression, without any shyness or feeling inappropriate.
“Of course you have to take a shower before going to bed. Mother Goddess, don’t you have a bath here?”
It seems to make sense, but Demeter, as an experienced wife, , she noticed something very keenly.
But even if she noticed something was wrong, she still convinced herself in her heart that it was just her own illusion.
“Follow me.”
After Demeter finished convincing herself, she got up and led Eros to the bath, filled him with hot water and sprinkled it with flower petals.
Looking at the steaming bath in front of him, Eros directly untied the last restraints and jumped into the bath with a childish attitude.
The splash of water wetted Demeter's skirt. This naughty move did not make Demeter angry.
Because of this, she felt more realistic as a mother and became more and more into her own role.
She stood by the bathtub and did not leave directly, as if waiting for something.
And Eros did not disappoint her and sent her that invitation.
"Mother Goddess, are you coming to help me take a bath?"
Obviously she herself had already guessed and expected it, but at this time, Demeter was still a little helpless Break through your own inner constraints.
There was a conflicted look on her face and she declined.
“No, you’re not incapable of doing it yourself.”
But just as she finished speaking, Eros in the bath suddenly shrank in size, became a little more childish, and his words had a bit of a milky sound.
"Then the Mother Goddess should be able to accept this, right?"
Eros, who had turned into a child, looked at Demeter with innocent eyes, and again A request was made.
"Mother God, come and take a bath together~"
How could she refuse such a request?
Demeter's breathing suddenly became a little heavier.
(End of this chapter)