A pulse of magic drew his attention as Hermes appeared at the end of his bed. He raised a brow. “You could knock,” he said. “Courtesy is for mortals,” said Hermes. “And gods who want to keep their teeth.” Hermes was not amused, but their banter was overshadowed by how quickly his expression changed to something far too serious for the God of Mischief. “You’ve been summoned, Hades,” he said. He did not need to ask who had summoned him. He could guess well enough. Hera. “Where?” he asked. “I cannot tell you that,” Hermes said. “I can only take you there.” Hades narrowed his eyes as Hermes began
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