“You are a fiery little mortal. I could use someone like you.” “Speak further, Nephew, and you will have no reason to fear her threat, because I will tear you to pieces.” Apollo’s gaze narrowed, daring him to try. “Well?” Persephone asked, raising her voice to regain Apollo’s attention. The god studied her for a long moment, and Hades hated the smile that curled his lips. “Fine,” Apollo said at last, and Hades let his breath escape in a slow stream. “I will return your little friend’s powers, and I’ll take Hades’s favor as well, but you will not write another word about me—no matter what.
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