It's not easy, being the good wife. It's not easy, standing by someone that destroys your heart. It's not easy being remembered only as the cruel, evil, step mother. It's not easy being Hera. She puts on her mask that says 'I don't care', but sometimes it's difficult, when her heart says 'you do care, idiot.'
She's been cheated on so many times she thinks that the next time will make her feel nothing but numb. Or rather, she hopes. But nothing hurts more than feeling lonely even when you're not alone. Hera observes the Grace children from time to time; they surprise her.
Majority of Zeus's sons have an arrogant charm; Jason doesn't. Perhaps it is her influence on him, that prevented the natural cockiness.
Majority of Zeus's daughters have been delicate, bratty, princess like. Thalia most definitely isn't. Hera could tell by the steel in her eyes, the sarcastic retorts, the slight gentleness. She doesn't possess the fragility of Helen, she has a somewhat fierce stride. One that roars 'leader'. Under different circumstances, Hera would have favoured her.
The only children she'd had with Zeus were Ares, who was barbaric, Hebe, who never spoke up, and Hephaestus, the child she'd screwed up her relationship with. And so, she couldn't help but despise demigods. It was only natural.
Hera would never get to have a demigod of her own. Not only because that would be a huge scandal (I mean, hello, goddess of marriage) but because she just couldn't bring herself to do it. And she hated herself for that. She loved the womanizing jerk too much.
Of course, every bitter ending has a beginning, their love story was no exception. Hera had loathed Zeus from the first minutes he had spent talking to her. He was too arrogant, too prideful. So what if he was handsome? His hot and cold personality infuriated her. It seemed like no one agreed with her; nymphs, goddesses, hell, even gods desperately tried to get his attention.
But not Hera. She hated, hated, hated him. So badly. But he wouldn't take that. No, he just had to make her f
She fell hard. So did he. Everything was perfect. Until fate decided to ruin her life. She was no longer the fiery, stubborn spirit. She had put up high walls, practiced an aloof expression. Bitterness crawled and forced itself into her heart.
So secretly, she let Gaia take her. She wanted to test him. Wanted to see if he held anything for her.
Because she was so very tired of just being the good wife.