A little while later Prometheus rounded up Callirrhoe and Ganymede and took them off to the stable.

"I take it," Artemis said, "that you were thinking of Prometheus?"

Athena nodded.

"Well, he's mature. He could certainly take it OK." She leaned forward and looked Athena in the face very seriously. "But it's not like the horses, you know. You can't just give it to him without his permission."

Athena laughed. "Why on earth would he say no?"

"Well, ...