Mother Took Revenge on the King of the Gods for Me
But one of Hera’s nymphs could, and she twisted every line, turning a daughter’s letters home into proof of a plot with the underworld.
“Consorting with the spawn of the Titans. Scheming treason.” Zeus looked down at my mother, pinned to the floor, his voice without a trace of feeling. “Semele, I gave you your chance. I let you live, and you would not. Then do not blame me.”
He did not kill her.
He shut her in the dungeon at the foot of Olympus.
It was built into the body of the mountain, with no window, no light, only iron bars and an iron door that would never open. The air was damp and cold, water seeping down the walls, a thin layer of foul water pooled on the ground.
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