“Chains of Truth, Hades?” she asked, raising a brow. “Thanatos, what do you think of Hades’s hair?” The God of Death’s eyes widened in fear, and when he spoke, it was like the words had been torn from his throat. “It’s a mess. A complete contradiction to his pristine appearance.” Hecate’s smile widened, and Hades glared at the two.
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