The Story of Eros and Psyche - (4)

Enchanted, Psyche stepped into the palace and looked around as gentle music began to play from somewhere.
The soft sound of a lyre caressed her ears, easing her tension.

Inside, there was a table filled with a variety of fruits and dishes.
The food was in no way inferior to the meals Psyche, a princess, was used to in her kingdom.

Feeling the pangs of hunger, she slowly picked a single grape and brought it to her lips.
Pop—its juices burst in her mouth. The fruit seemed to …