from my cousins and siblings
at this announcement.
It was unheard of that one Titan
told another what to do.
However, at his words,
I let out a sigh of relief.
I was no longer to be midwife
to my mother’s many births.
But when I stole a glance
at my mother,
I saw her face was ashen,
there was bitter resentment
as she glared at Kronos.
I looked around the room
and understood sharply
what was happening.
My brothers and sisters and I
outnumbered our cousins
by a considerable amount.
The cold truth dawned on me.
We were a threat.
To a God-King who feared
being usurped by his own children,
the progeny of other Gods
were now also a concern.
But Kronos was not done.
‘After a long discussion,
it has also been decided
that the Potamoi will be
River Gods, blessed