“I thought Hector was your hero,” Persephone said. “He is.” “Then why are you staring at Ajax?” A muscle feathered in Apollo’s jaw. “It would be foolish of me not to watch my hero’s opponent.” “When he’s undressing?” she asked, raising a brow. Apollo sneered. “I don’t like you.” She cackled,
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