The delivery room of Mount Olympus' royal hospital was buzzing with excitement as Hephaestus and Ares sneaked a peek at the bassinet, their wide-eyed expressions giving away their curiosity. Hera, still recovering from childbirth, noticed their interest and asked, "Is she alright?"
Hephaestus and Ares assured her that she was, and Hera beckoned for her baby to be handed to her. The nurse obliged, and Hera removed the hat to reveal a shock of curly red hair. Zeus entered the room, equally surprised by the baby's unique features.
"She's a rare gem," Zeus said, his eyes sparkling with pride.
The rest of the gods and goddesses began to enter the room, bringing gifts for the new arrival. Aphrodite entered last, her blonde hair and blue eyes a stark contrast to the baby's appearance. Hera noticed Aphrodite's jealousy shimmering, but chose to ignore it for now.
The gods and goddesses marveled at the baby, commenting on her beauty. Hera looked through the gifts, noticing Aphrodite's present last. She opened it, revealing a beautiful but generic golden rattle.
Hera raised an eyebrow, playfully insulting Aphrodite for her lack of creativity. "Aphrodite, really? A golden rattle? I expected something more... unique from the goddess of love."
Aphrodite scoffed, but Hera could see the hurt in her eyes. "I'm sorry, Aphrodite. I didn't mean to offend you. I just thought you would have something more personal for my daughter."
Aphrodite forced a smile. "Of course, Hera. I'm just happy she's healthy and happy."
Hera thanked the other gods and goddesses for their thoughtful gifts. As the group began to disperse, Hera couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction. Her daughter was truly one of a kind, and she couldn't wait to see what the future held for her.
As Hera watched her daughter sleep, she whispered, "You are a rare gem, my dear. And I will always cherish you."
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