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You probably remember that yesterday I mentioned the Troyan War, Aeneas' escape. But this war started lots of years ago, and started with a wedding.

Tetis was a nymph and was in love whit Peleus. They invited to their wedding all kind of fantastic beings, such as the gods, the rest of the nymphs, Quiro the centaur, and a lot of heroes, such Hercules or some of the Argonauts, everyone... Except Eris, Goddess of discontent, fight and discordant. Searching for vengeance, she threw a golden apple at the very center of the hall where they were celebrating, with the inspiration: TO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL.

Tetis, obviously, stepped aside. Even being the bride, she was not crazy enough to grabb the apple. But there were other who stepped in. Athena, Afrodita, and Hera.

As you could imagine, that was a problem for Zeus. He cannot be the judge, choosing one, and risking him to the wrath of the other two... So he sent Hermes, the messenger of Gods, to find one mortal who played the role of Judge.
This one was Paris Alexander, a Troyan Shepard. Suddenly, one of his sheeps entered into a cave, and locked for it, Paris founded Hermes, carrying the apple, and the most beautiful threesome of women he has ever seen.

Then, Hermes told him: young Paris, these are Hera, Athena, and Aphrodita) . You must choose one of the three and give her this apple as a sing of her beauty.

Choose me Paris (said Athena) and I'll make you the wisest ruler this world has ever seen.

Choose me Paris (Said Hera) and you'll be the master of all Asia, and your descendants will also rule the biggest empire of the world.

Choose me Paris (said Aphrodita), because I know your heart, and I know you are a good man. Choose me, and you'll have the hand of the most beautiful woman in this world.

Paris had a moment of doubt... But finally, he decided to gave the apple to Aphrodita, making her the beautiful among the beautiful. She smiled, and said: you have done well young Paris... Your life will be great from this very moment. Go to the King Priam's Tournament of Troyan, and let all know you...

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