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Mors’ expression hardened, transforming his warm features into something cold and harsh, looking much more like what I’d expected the God of Death to look like.

“You don’t,” he said firmly, “She knows only violence and hatred. If she found you…” His words drifted, throat working on a rough swallow as he shook his head. “I do not want to imagine what she would do to you.”

“… But that means… You’ll be stuck here.Forever.”

Mors chuckled. “When you’re as old as I am, you learn that very few things remain unchanged for all of eternity. I am sure that one day, fate will have its way and the pythoi that mine and your?—

“Pythoi?”

Mors' brows knit together warily.

“In the dream you sent me… There was a pythos…” My eyes darted between the two of them, “Only the one.”

Mors, jaw clenching, exchanged another look with Soteira.

“I never sent you any dream of a pythos.”

Malekai’s words were more of a statement than a question.

“Your brother…”

Mors scowled, hand fisting by his side.

“Yes… My brother… Meddlesome, fool.”

Somnus. The God of Dreams.

That was how he’d sent me that dream all these years.

“He knows where it is…”

Mors shook his head angrily. “Probably, considering he can enter the subconscious mind of any being…”

“Is he in Bellorum?”

“Probably not, and you mustn’t attempt to find him. I don’t know why he would send you anything related to thatAkash-forsaken pythos but Mareina, please… I implore you…”

I heaved a sigh… There was too much currently at stake with Zurie and Atratus. And adding some quest to find Somnus, Keres, and that pythos… Well… I wasn’t exactly eager to heap any more life-threatening scenarios onto my plate.

I nodded in understanding. However, some part of me prayed that he wouldn’t ask me to make any promises.

Thankfully, whatever he and my mother saw on my face appeased them. Still, she frowned.

“When was the last time you fed?”

Malekai huffed a laugh. “She seems to be a sucker for masochism because I amconstantlyforced to ask her the same question.”

Soteira and Mors both scowled.

“Why do you cause yourself this suffering?” Soteira asked. “So long as you are in that world, you require blood to sustain you and your power. It is why we chose sanguinati to raise you.”

I had no idea about how or why they specifically chose my foster parents, but… I had serious questions. Questions that would have to wait.

Zurie’s reign was coming to an endtomorrow.And Nakoa was likely tearing the village apart looking for me.

Fuck.

This would not look good.

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