Eutostea, the third princess of Thebes, is visited by the mysterious guest calling himself the God Apollo in bed. In pitch-black darkness, only an outline of him said, “I have come to share a one-night love with you. Once the night passes, you will not remember me, nor shall we meet ever again.” Soon, the three princesses band together to reveal his face while he is sleeping. But the candlewax melts off the tip of the candle in Eutostea’s hand and falls on the god’s shoulder. Apollo wakes, grabs the second princess, declaring, “Princess of Thebes, admire to your heart’s content. ‘Tis the face of the mere shell you sought so dearly.”

Dionysus wanted to monopolize Eutostea more than anybody else did. But then why would he have pushed Eutostea at the memorial rose forest to go as if putting her into a bridal room? 


‘It sucks, but for now, I have to be the bigger man.’


Remove Apollo from the throne and confine him in the underground prison where he could never return to this world. Wasn’t it Dionysus’ ultimate goal and the initial plan to monopolize Eutostea? In order to entice Ares to be in the same boat, Dionysus whispered the plan to Ares, his love rival and who just jumped into this cutthroat battle.


‘I think unanimity isn’t necessary. Has anyone ever agreed with my story so far? But this time, it might be different. The more they voice out punishing Apollo, Zeus will pronounce the judgment, suffering the higher burden of keeping his oath.’


‘Maybe he’s not as dumb as I thought.’ Dionysus stared at Ares with a slightly surprised look. 	


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