A Game of Gods (Hades Saga, #3)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“What is the prophecy that makes this creature so dangerous?” He would not know, given he had been born after the Titanomachy. “Whoever burns its entrails will obtain the power to defeat the gods,” said Hermes. “Are you certain that’s the prophecy?” asked Dionysus, raising a dark brow. “Maybe it’s just one god?” Hermes wondered aloud and then shrugged. “I might have gotten a word or two wrong.” “A word or two?” “It isn’t as if it hasn’t been four thousand years,” Hermes said defensively. “You try remembering something after that long.” “You seem to have no issue recalling grudges from that long ago.” “I suddenly regret helping Zeus save your life,” said Hermes. Sometimes Hades forgot the two had a history, though it was minor. Hermes had helped save Dionysus after he was born by taking him to be raised by the Nysiads, ocean nymphs who lived on Mount Nysa. “Perhaps it would have been better for everyone if you had not,” said Dionysus. The God of Mischief blanched at his words, and before a strained silence could descend, Hades spoke. “It’s a prophecy, Hermes. A word or two can change the entire meaning.” Hermes threw his arms in the air. “Well, I never claimed to be an oracle.” “Then we will have to ask one,” Hades said.