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She was a dream—one he never wished to wake from.
He laughed, and he liked the way she looked at him when he did…like she wanted to make him laugh forever.
He wouldn’t just fight. He would dismantle the world, and he would only feel remorse for Persephone, who would grieve for humanity.
It was how he saw her—a moon, a star, a sun, a sky at the center of his universe.
Hermes crossed the room to a stack of folded towels and threw one at him. “Get wet, Daddy Death,” Hermes said.
“Knowledge changes perception, Hades.”
“You called, Daddy Death?”
“Look upon me once more, Mother, because you will never see me again.”
