His cavalier attitude towards female sexuality, as manifested in serial rape and seduction (Zeus raped Leda, daughter of the Aetolian king Thestius, in the guise of a swan; raped Danae, a princess of Argos, disguised as the rain, and raped Ganymede, a male mortal) set a precedent for centuries of mortal male domination and female subservience.
She confronted the group of Moroccan men she thought responsible for the theft.
"They told me to continue the trip with them," she says.
[Note: This post includes Greek rules on the physics of homosexuality, justifications for having a child with a bull, and Ancient Greek physicians talking about sex in graphic (and ultimately incorrect) detail. You have been warned.] So, in many ways, is ultimately a story about how lust destroys all.
A Freudian might even entangle the title character in that maxim, suggesting that the prince might protest too much his hatred of women, particularly his stepmother.
Once on the Greek shore, relief soon turned to angst.