"Flighty?" Leuce looked somewhat surprised by this, as if Aphitrite had accused the Duchess of being a simpleton. She was back to blushing though when her cousin needled her with a question. "I...I can't imagine someone who would be worthy," she said quickly, speaking of herself primarly since Leuce did not like to think of Hades embracing another. Jealousy was a new emotion to the Oceanid.
Receiving assistance, she mounted the horse, seated sideways as all ladies were expected and taking the reins into her small hands. "Perhaps...the Duchess Hera...or the Duchess Demeter...there are many, but I do not see them suiting him..."