He returned to the Underworld and went in search of Hecate, finding her in her cottage. “Is that blood?” he asked, because whatever was in the jar at the center of her table definitely looked like blood. “It is,” she said simply. “Do you want it?” “I most definitely do not want a jar of blood, Hecate.” “It’s your brother’s,” she said, her voice taking on an enticing tone. “My brother?” “From the castration,” she said. “I see Lara’s story filled you with rage,” he said. “As it should you,” she said. It did. The only thing he struggled to forgive was what she’d done to Persephone. Hades picked
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