Hermes spent what felt like an entire hour brushing out his hair, then he tied half of it back, away from his face. “Drop your glamour,” Hermes said. Hades lifted a brow and met Hermes’s stare in the mirror. It wasn’t that he minded his true form. It was the order from Hermes that bothered him. “It’s hotter,” Hermes added. Hades rolled his eyes but let his magic fall away.
