Roxana's Divine Mask (2)

Zeus arrived at Roxana's quarters, where she greeted him with a knowing smile, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "So, what's your decision?" she asked, her voice carrying both eagerness and curiosity, as if she already knew what his answer would be.

Zeus returned her smile, but a trace of caution lingered in his expression. "I can help you," he said, his tone measured. "But we can't do this in plain sight. You know as well as I do that it could draw the wrong kind of attention."

Roxana arched an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Oh? Afraid of prying eyes?" she teased, though she didn't press him further. "Fine. I have a more... discreet location."

With a swift, almost casual gesture, she tapped a part of her office wall. A hidden door slid open, revealing a dimly lit passageway leading down into the depths. "Follow me," she said, her voice low. "This leads to my private cultivation chamber, where no one will disturb us."