A Touch of Chaos (Hades x Persephone Saga, #4)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“Too bad you can’t just trap Ares in a bronze jar again. He was gone for a whole year, imprisoned by giants, and only escaped because I rescued him.” He paused to pick some popcorn from between his teeth. “He still owes me for that.” Hades and Persephone both stared. “What?” he asked. “Ares owes you a favor?” Persephone asked. “Yeah, like, from ancient times,” Hermes said, still oblivious to what Hades and Persephone were thinking. “Hermes,” Persephone said, taking a step forward. “I need you to use your favor with Ares to get the Golden Fleece.” “What?” he asked. “No.” “Hermes, please,” Persephone said. “I will grant you favor in return. I will—” “It isn’t about the favor. It’s about Ares. His island is one giant booby trap!” He paused and chuckled. “I’ve always wanted to use those words.” “I am glad you still have your sense of humor in the face of Harmonia dying,” said Hades, barely biting back his anger. “The point is, Hades, I am very much mortal right now, and because it is my favor, I have to go. What if I die?” “I’ll protect you,” Hades said. Hermes’s lips parted. “I’ve waited my whole life to hear those words,” he said, shivering. “And you can wear the Girdle of Hippolyta,” said Persephone. Hades looked at her, surprised that she had it. She noticed his gaze. “Hippolyta gave it to me at Zofie’s funeral,” she explained. “She said something about an agreement you made for it.” He could hear the accusation in her voice, clearly unhappy with the way she’d discovered t...