Hephaestus could hardly hold in his sigh of relief at Aphrodite's response. She wasn't exactly hugging him in sheer bliss, but he heard the interest in her voice, and she clearly liked the spot he had picked out. That was a start. Now the challenge was simply relaying the vision in his head adequately so that she could see how perfect it would be. He didn't think he could do it, but he'd try.
"Well, the view, like you say, that is a part of it. Archways and windows that perfectly frame it, but oriented so it never comes boring, like scenery. Obviously it will be oriented this way," Hephaestus said animatedly, stomping off to indicate a line that would one day be a wall. He waved his hands at things that were invisible to Aphrodite but already seemed clear to Hephaestus's eyes. "Here and here are the porticoes into covered walkways, gardens really that surround the temple. The arches here lead light into an inner courtyard that will be lit no matter where the sun lies. The windows look in on the courtyard, letting that light into every part of the home." He stabbed his finger here and there in the air at windows he could already see, hovering in the air. It was a home, though he'd meant to call it a palace, for her sake. It was a home he would make for the two of them. Though the only thing in it that was for him would be her.
"Two parlors on your way in, to receiver your guests. Imagine windows with glass of many colors, fitted together to make a scene. Flowers of spring and summer, casting the air in their tinted light, so it is summer all year round. Rooms for your ladies-in-waiting, of course, close by to our bedroom. The bedroom." Hephaestus coughed nervously, losing what had been a flowing river of words. She was his wife, of course. But it did not feel like it, not yet. He was courting her, it seemed, although he had already won her.
"Well, those are some of the ideas. I can draw it for you, if you like. Or hear what you like of course, what you want." He turned on his twisted leg to face her, reading her face worriedly, looking for her reaction.