“You know you can use your magic,” Hades said when Persephone vanished into the bathroom again. “Why do you keep sending her away?” “If I used my magic right now, the water would scald you to death,” Hecate snapped. “Besides, would you prefer I berate you in front of your wife?” “I’d rather you not berate me at all,” he said. “Then don’t—” “Be an idiot,” he spoke over her. “I know. Believe it or not, I really try not to be.”
