Chapter 42: 42 – Is it wrong to not know the meaning of life?

Evening, in Freya's private room within Babel. There, three goddesses had gathered while waiting for the start of the Banquet of the Gods in a few hours.

Hestia adjusted the form-fitting black dress that Freya lent her and then looked into the full-body mirror nearby. When she did, Hestia frowned, carefully spinning in place to examine herself.

It was a pretty outfit. Unlike her usual bright blue bow and white clothes, the dress Freya lent her was mostly black, with only a bit of white around her shoulders and chest. Paired with the black ribbons that Freya also lent, Hestia was sure that she gave off a more mature vibe. Even so...

"...Am I growing a bit?"

Staring at herself in the mirror, Hestia couldn't help but think that.

She knew that her clothes had been a bit small recently, but Hestia thought it was just because she had been eating a bit much. But the woman in the mirror...

It was definitely her. But at the moment, it looked like people would double-take if Loki called her a Shrimp again.

Freya walked over to the mirror and smiled. Like Hestia, the Norse Goddess was wearing a form fitting dress. It was a bit different in style though. Unlike Hestia's dress which had shoulders to support the top of her dress, the top of Freya's dress had bare shoulders and was being held by the thinnest of silk strings.

It was still an elegant ball gown, but it looked like a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen.

Freya glanced at Hestia's reflection and then let out a calm smile. "Perhaps it's the maturity of motherhood, Tia?"

Hephaestus walked over as well to look at Hestia's reflection.

The Goddess of the Forge was also wearing an elegant black ball gown that night. But to reflect her origin as a blacksmith, she was also wearing a few accessories. An obsidian and gold necklace, golden trimming at the top edges of her dress to properly support it (unlike Freya's), a golden armband... and most importantly, a golden sword at her side that had been forged by the man she loved. <Eternal Love>.

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