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464 pages, Hardcover
First published May 31, 2022
Hades grit his teeth. “We had an agreement, Hecate, that you would not read my mind.”
“And I respect it when you aren’t being a complete and utter idiot,” she replied. “You are just as uncertain about your future as Persephone.”
He did not like to be reminded of his mistakes, though those closest to him—in particular in particular Hecate, Goddess of Witchcraft and Magic—reveled in reminding him that he was very much fallible.
Or, as she liked to say, an idiot.
“It means,” said Hades, “that you are a hypocrite.” “Rude! That’s twice in one conversation, Hades.” “Perhaps you should stick to what you do best, then.” “And what is that?” “Fuckery,” Hades replied and downed his drink.
“You scared me,” Hades said simply, lips curling at the sight of the god’s pain. “I did not,” Hermes said, dropping his hands. Any evidence of the strike to the face was already healed. “You wanted to punch me.” “Don’t give me an excuse,” Hades said, making his way to the bar, where he poured himself a drink. “To what do I owe your visit, and what can I do to prevent it in the future?” “Rude,” Hermes said, sauntering to the bar. “You’re talking to a hero.”
“I take it back,” Hermes said. “And you know what? Thank you, Hades.”
“For what?”
“For being you,” Hermes said. “Now, can I set Dionysus’s dick on fire?”
“I wouldn’t give the task to anyone else,” Hades replied.