“My apologies. You were so enthralling to watch, I forgot to hold back.” Dionysus lounged beside me, as if he’d never left that spot. Perhaps he hadn’t. The others were all still here, but the mortals looked equally as spent as me, passed out throughout the room. Some of the satyrs slept too, while others enjoyed food and drink or cradled kin and mortals of their choosing for blissful dozing. It was only me and Dionysus on the central chaise.
