“Talk to Dionysus,” said Hades. “If his maenads get to the ophiotaurus first, I want to know.” “You want me to talk to Dionysus?” Hades raised a brow. “Yes, Hermes. You’re officially his keeper.” “Do you know if he’s still angry about his fiery balls?” “I don’t, but you can ask him yourself.” “Can it wait?” Hermes asked. “I have to get ready for Sybil’s housewarming party, and, by the way, so do you.” Fuck. He’d forgotten about that. “What’s a housewarming?” Thanatos asked. “It is a party where everyone brings wood to light the hearth in a new home,” said Hades. “Yeah,” said Hermes. He was
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