In fact, they never fail.
Unfortunately, they do have a minor weakness. Their effect is
not permanent. Thus Cupid must wander from place to place,
zapping the same targets from time to time.
That isn't to bad, as Cupid is fast, his aim is accurate, and
in an odd sort of way the victim enjoys the wound.
However, since he has previously inoculated his subjects, he
must use the same concoction as previously. Otherwise the spell
may work, but for an entirely different object of desire.
The problem with the mail was introducing another complication.
Cupid's spell was beginning to wear off for many a couple.
One such couple was Athena and Demo.
Not that they quarreled. Rather, as Athena phrased it, they
discussed.
The discussion became loud, grew heated, and Athena paced
angrily back and forth. "And I could have a God. But no! I
choose a country bumpkin! An insensitive, heartless, country
bumpkin."
Fire burned fiercely in her eyes as she glared at Demo.
"So he saved my life. Anyone could have done as well! Certainly
that is no reason to condemn myself to live with him for an
eternity. Look at him! Merely a mortal! And an immature,
childish one at that!"
Demo blinked, swallowed.
He had never seen anyone so angry. Not even Theresa the time he
spilled cold wine down her back. Well, maybe that time.
Nevertheless, no other.
This was indeed a crisis! Plainly, the mail system must be
rescued, and Cupid's arrows quickly delivered!
Demo began his task by doing extended research.
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