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“Murderous thoughts already, Hecate? It isn’t even noon yet.”
in the end, if she did not love him, at least she would be free.
The most dangerous favors were those unspecified,
favor could mean anything—access to exclusive clubs, insurmountable wealth, or protection from harm. Hades offered Persephone the latter, along with access to his realm.
“I am in no mood for your games,” Hades said darkly. “And I am in no mood for visitors, but we must all make sacrifices.”
😂
Odysseus and his men had learned that the hard way.
“She’s…frustrating!” “You’re no walk in the park, either.” Hecate leveled her stare. “Says the witch who uses poison to solve all her problems,” Hades grumbled. “It’s far more effective than moping.”
Reminded me of violet poisoning her opponents
What if she tires of me?” “I tire of you,” she said. “I’m still here.”
“Of course she’s happy. She just spent four years in purgatory.” “College, Hecate,” Hermes corrected. “I think you mean college.” “Same thing,” she shot back.
Purgatory and college mean the same thing 😅
