Hera dropped down into the sewers and began helping people down into the murky waters that flowed past her feet.
They looked terrified, and Hera wished she could say something to soothe their minds.
A few weeks ago, she would've been disgusted by the person she was now. But change came quickly.
The Outer Ring used to bring her disgust. From the smell to the people to how they lived. It was a place of filth that she never wished to step a foot in, let alone live in.
But living here herself, she finally realized that they had no other choice. She used to judge them for simply existing and trying to survive the best that they could.
Now, she did hope for their betterment. For a life that wasn't surrounded by filth. For a life of peace, full stomachs, and a place to sleep besides the streets or the floor.
Magnus Vaelor had sent her down here as a punishment. Little did he realize, it would change her way of thinking too.
