“Do you not think I could help build?” “I merely think there are better uses for you, my sweet.” “Like what?” Aurora chimed in. “I think building sounds ghastly, but isn’t that what we’re all here to do? Do you fear your wife is so fragile she might hurt herself if she swings a hammer?” Apollo clenched his jaw. “I did not say my wife was fragile.” “Then perhaps you shouldn’t treat her that way or laugh at her wishes,” said Aurora. Something dark flashed in Apollo’s eyes.
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