"Forgive me, Erato," Apollo said, turning her in his arms so he could grasp both her hands in his. "I am sorry for how I've treated you, and for ever making you think that you are undeserving of respect. You deserve the world, my love. My beauty. My inspiration. Please," he said, dropping to his knees before her, pressing his lips against the back of her hand. "Give me a chance to treat you like you deserve to be treated."