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“Baelen, we are glad to see you, no matter your state,” my third father, Hedri, the god of love, announced with his usual amused smile. “I trust you had an enjoyable … meal?”
“I don’t like to wear my food.”
“A battle, then.”
“Of sorts.”
“You won’t tell us how you are spending your time yet turn up bloody?” Charos sneered. “How like your mother you are.”
My fists clenched, and I literally saw red, the threads of my power over blood appearing in front of my eyes. I watched the blood moving in their veins but resisted the urge to tweak it.
“Let us get to the point of this meeting without arguing,” Riseir announced.
“Yes, let's. I don’t want to be here any longer than necessary.”
He continued as though he didn’t hear me, “We had a visitor recently.”
“I heard.”
“It was a broken one named Zaide.”
I rolled my eyes at the description. “There are only broken titans now. You might as well just call them titans.” It was an old argument that we’d had often.
Charos glared. “They are not titans.”
He believed his race was so broken that they could no longer call themselves titans. But he remembered his friends and family from an age where titans were as powerful as gods. Only my fathers had retained their magic and, in doing so, had become gods in the eyes of the broken ones.
I raised my eyebrow challengingly. “And who’s fault is that?”
“We aren’t here to argue with you. You need to hear the rest of this story.” Riseir glared at Charos and then turned back to me.
“Who was the broken one named Zaide? How did he get here?” I asked, disguising my interest with my dull tone and slouched position.
“He was praying for us to save his soul pair,” Hedri added with a whimsical smile that told me he loved the romance of the gesture.
And then his words sank in, and I jumped out of my chair, exclaiming, “He’s found his soul pair?”
A soul pair. The titans have never found their lost part of their soul before. This could change everything.
Together, a soul pair would have their powers back. They could procreate the old-fashioned way. It could be both the savior and destruction of the race. This could be the sign of change my mother warned me of.
“Yes, and she was dying,” Charos added.
He said it in the past tense. She must have been saved. “You saved her? Why would you do that?” They didn’t do anything that didn’t benefit them.
“We needed him—” Hedri started.
“They were already bonded?”
“No.”
“So, you didn’t need to save her to have him. He’s pious enough to pray to you. I’m sure he would have done anything for you, regardless of whether you saved his soul pair.”
Riseir shook his head, and his long white hair brushed the arms of his throne. “You know better, Baelen. We don’t know what happens when a soul pair reunites. This could change everything—”
“Why would it matter to you?”
“We are not cruel gods, Baelen.”
