Aeric lifted a brow, watching the greedy god laugh, fists clenched. "What is funny?" he asked.
Eros ended his laughter with a humored sigh. "My defiant and reckless son. Whatever happened? Were you not going to sleep with all my wives and daughters? How successful have you been so far? Ha! Ha! Ha!"
The clouds parted more, giving his luminous face more exposure, his apparent golden hair framing the look of laughter and arrogance.
'This guy,' Aeric thought. 'He really is petty, isn't he? Is that why he brought me here? Was he even the one who brought me here?'
"It's only been a week," Aeric said with a shrug. "I have the rest of my life before me, father. In fact, you celebrating this meaningless victory shows that you truly are threatened by me."
Eros instantly grimaced and pushed his face closer in anger. "Shut your mouth, boy. The fact that you haven't been able to do it yet shows that my plans to stop you have been successful."