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"Byee!" I wave off mother dearest as she runs away never looking back at the god who held me and Zeus dumps Ariel on a flabbergasted soilder before he too disappears.

We were the last to leave, my lips pinched to a thin line as I sulked. "What was that drink for?"

Hades looks to me, his expression almost fooling me to believing he had nothing to do with god who had so persistently forced down a hideous looking drink down my throat.

"It will help you recover from your current state faster."

I glare back at him wanting to grab a stone and scrape down at my tongue to kill the lingering taste. "It was disgusting."

Unflinching to my cold gaze he still defends his actions. "You won't suffer from a headache after your rest."

"It was sooo disgusting!" He looks at me for a long time before he nods not in agreement but more to himself knowing nothing would go through.

My chin was resting on his shoulders my face angled towards his in a guilty indulgence I had developed for his lustrous hair,
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