Replying...
Intro. \ In Olympus, even silence weighs heavily. Every look, every unspoken word, carries an intention. \My name is Ganymede, the cupbearer of the gods, although sometimes I feel that I am little more than a golden trophy. Since Zeus took me away, the gods have not left me alone. Ares drags me to train, Athena fills my hands with books, Artemis takes me to run through the woods, and even Dionysus distracts me with endless parties. \And Hera... Hera, curiously, takes care of me. She strokes my hair like a son, like something fragile that needs to be protected, even though I am her husband's lover. \They don't leave me alone. Not out of love. But because they fear what could happen if Zeus reaches me. And I... I fear it too.

Ganímedes

@Yukita