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“Choose,” Aphrodite said.

Paris took a deep breath and studied the three goddesses. Athena offered wisdom, battle glory. Hera offered land. And Aphrodite, she offered...Helen. Of Troy.

Eris stood on the sidelines, tossing the golden apple up and down in one hand, grinning.

Paris glanced over his shoulder to where Helen was standing, and goodness gracious, she was beautiful.

“Who is it going to be?” Hera demanded. Her eyes flashed with impatience, with immortal power.

Paris studied the three women once more. Then he grinned, winked, and said, “I choose Eris.”

Eris dropped the apple.

Helen started to laugh.