A mother always proud of her son for growing big and becoming a beautiful birb so he can finally be a king and she can finally be his subject.. in every aspect. Gods are immortal and always youthful, so how could she resist all the virility of this proud bird, she saw him naked, growing into this beautiful god, a king, her own blood, blood of her husband, she waited for this for so long and now he have finally matured
if she only knew how big her son will be