A Game of Gods (Hades Saga, #3)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“One of you will tell me what you know of your mistress,” said Hades. They shook. “We know nothing about our mistress, my lord,” said one who had hair like the sun shining on water. It was not a lie. “When was she last here?” he asked. “It has been quite some time,” said another. This one had hair the color of the darkest parts of the river. “Since Lady Persephone left.” “Left for the mortal world?” “No, since the greenhouse was destroyed.” “And you have no idea where your mistress might be?” The five of them shook their heads. Hades studied them. “I need you to find her.” Their eyes widened and they paled. “My lord, she will know!” This one who spoke had red hair like two others. All three were crowned with white lilies. “We will already be punished for this,” said the one with dark hair. “You ask us to die for you!” Hades tilted his head, narrowing his eyes. “You will already die for me, Hercyna,” he said. “The only uncertainty is how.” “Do not scare her!” the blond one snapped, wrapping her arms around Hercyna’s head, crushing her to her breast. “I cannot help it if you fear death,” said Hades. “It is the truth of any existence.” “Lady Demeter was right about you,” she seethed. “You have no care for anyone save yourself!” “If you knew what drove me to this meadow, you would choke on your words,” Hades said. “Imagine if I had brought Persephone here to witness your loyalty wither in the face of her abusive mother.” “You don’t know what it’s like!” one of the three redhea...