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She was worth it. She was worth everything.
He bent and pressed his forehead to hers as he caught his breath, then kissed her mouth and rolled onto his back. They lay like that for a while, listening to the sounds of the crackling fire.
After a while, Persephone moved, resting her head on his chest. “What is this I hear about a horse rescue?” she asked, her voice sounded thick with sleep.
He raised a brow, though she couldn’t see. She could only be talking about the acreage he’d recently purchased in Elis with the hopes of establishing a horse rescue and rehabilitation center. It was a bit of a passion project, though he knew Persephone would appreciate it. He’d planned to tell her by taking her there.
“I was going to tell you by showing you,” he said, a little frustrated that someone had ruined something he’d been saving as a surprise. “Who told you?”
“No one told me,” she said. “I overheard.”
“Hmm.”
There were few downsides to having her work at Alexandria Tower, but this was definitely one.
After a moment, she shifted, resting her arms atop his chest to meet his gaze.
“Harmonia visited today.”
“Oh?”
“She thinks the weapon used to capture her was a net and that it was made with my mother’s magic.”
That was interesting information.
“Why would my mother help attack her own people?”
She sounded upset, but Hades was not at all surprised, explaining, “It has happened every time new gods rise to power.”
“New gods or new power?”
“Perhaps both,” he said. “I suppose we will find out sooner or later.”
She said nothing for a long moment, but her silence did not last.
“What was Theseus doing in your office today?”
“Trying to convince me he had nothing to do with your assault and the attack on Adonis or Harmonia.”
“And did he?”
“I could not detect a lie,” Hades admitted, though he knew Theseus was a sociopath. Lying was like speaking the truth to him.
“But you still think he was responsible?”
“I think his inaction makes him responsible,” Hades said. “By now, he must know the names of her attackers, and yet he refused to divulge them.”
“Don’t you have methods for extracting information?” she asked, and Hades smirked.
“Eager for blood, darling?”
But she did not seem as amused. “I just don’t understand what power he has to keep that information.”
“The same kind of power any man has with a following,” Hades said. “Hubris.”
Arrogance.
The downfall of man.
