“That is Iapetus,” she said, though he already knew. She took a breath and shivered violently, which only deepened his anger and his guilt. He wished he had been here to protect her from this horror. She left the threshold and came to stand beside him, her eyes locked on the monstrous mountain. “I tried to hold him with my magic alone, but it was not as strong as yours,” she said. “There is no difference in our magic, Persephone.” As soon as he said the words, he realized how frustrated he sounded. It had not been his intention to reprimand her. It had to be overwhelming, to have only just
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