The sound of laughter caught his ear. Four beautiful young ladies frolicked in the grass surrounding Saturnius Mons. They were the delight of the old God; they were his granddaughters. Like most busy parents, Saturn's children had little time to spare for their offspring. Since their jobs kept them occupied the year 'round, they had looked about for someone to take care of their children. It was Vesta, ever thoughtful of providing a steady homeplace for the youngsters, who decided the old man would be the best one for the job. Afterall, he only had the harvest and time to watch, and how much effort does that really take? So, without much ado, they packed up their girls and sent them along to their grandfather.

They were only toddlers when they first arrived. Four pretty little infants who captured the heart of the old God. Now they were grown and nearly ready to step into their own lives. Aurelia, the daughter of Jupiter, reminded him of the early morning sun just as it peaks over the horizon. Tall and slim, with golden yellow hair, her cheerful disposition brightened his day. Dressed in a high waisted gauzy gown the color of daffodils, she loved to express herself through the muses of dance and song. Neptune's little Princess, Calytrix, was a natural water baby. She had arrived at Saturnius Mons with the shimmery green tail of a mermaid but had been given a proper set of legs by her grandsire so she could walk upright with the rest of her cousins. Her hair was abundantly red and her eyes the deep turquoise of the oceans she still adored. The dress she preferred was a perfect match for those beautiful eyes. The delight of their grandfather, the two elder girls lived in peace and harmony with people and animals alike.

The younger two brought cause for concern. The voluptuous daughter of Ceres, Quintessa, had men on her mind since the age of thirteen. There had already been many complaints about her in the nearby villages from the mothers and wives of many a young man. Saturn had to intervene as often as twice a week with promises to keep his third granddaughter in check. Scarlet was her favorite color, so she adorned herself in that deep shade of red while she made up her face with lipstick and rouge of a brazen shade. Platinum blonde replaced her natural brown locks while contact lenses changed her brown eyes to sapphire.

Always a tomboy, the youngest was Olivia. Daughter of the goddess of war, Juno, she dressed as a boy and insinuated herself into a troop of cadets training for battle. Dressed in the garb of a Roman soldier, it was a long time before anyone caught on to her true identity. When Saturn came down to collect her from the General's office, she raged and stormed so violently it took the might of both the commander and the old God to carry her back to Saturnius Mons. She kept her brown hair cut to just beneath her ears while she held her penetrating hazel eyes on anything that moved. A brown belted tunic over green leggings with russet ankle boots was her preferred attire.

It suddenly occurred to Saturn that perhaps...just perhaps...one of the granddaughters would be suitable to take over his position as a goddess of the harvest and time. "Which one?" he wondered as he changed his left hand for his right and re-propped his chin. Like everyone else, they each had their good points and their bad ones. Aurelia would be too gentle a ruler; Calytrix longed for the sea; Quintessa was...well, Quintessa was who she was; and Olivia only wanted to play soldier. The old God decided to put each one of them on trial for six months while he decided who was best for the job.