Just as Hera and the others arrived, a waiter approached with a tray of red wine. The other men didn't take a glass, but as soon as Hera got closer, she picked one up and took a sip.
Her throat felt parched, and the moment the sweet flavor hit her tongue, she found it surprisingly pleasant. The astringent aftertaste was minimal, making it taste almost like juice—so without hesitation, she drank more.
After taking a sip of the wine, Hera licked the corner of her mouth where a drop had nearly spilled over. "This wine is good," she praised, reaching out for another glass.
Before she could grab it, Leo pulled her close, wrapping an arm around her waist. Undeterred, Athena reached for the wine instead, downing it in one swift gulp. She then turned to Hera just as the music started up again, and soon, people began stepping into the center to dance.
"Babe, why don't we dance?" Athena asked with a grin.
