Chapter 62: 61. Schemes.

If it was possible for her intestines to break from how tight they were squeezing in her stomach, it would have. Right now she isn't sure if they wouldn't in the next few.... seconds.

Her anxiety kicked up as she waited with battered breath for Zeus reaction. She imagined, it wouldn't be anything less than him flinging the bowl away, followed by her being yanked by the throat very murderously. Or perhaps even emptying the content all over her face. 

In that case she is grateful for it cooling off. At the very least, she wouldn't be screaming out of the scalding stew, but just the burning of hotness of the spice. 

Tch, talk about backfire.

Neither of them broke the staring contest, eyes fixed on each other as the burning sensation finally hits his tongue. His left eye twiched, then as if nothing happened, he went on and chew the content in his mouth and slowly, very slowly swallowed.