My father hated the idea, but seeing the resolve on my face, he gave up pushing. He just sighed, trying to comfort me. "If life in the Underworld gets too hard... maybe Evadne can help you out."But when Evadne heard my choice, she couldn't wait to rub it in my face."The Hades clan? Gods, Ianthe, are you moving into a tomb?"She faked a gasp, but her green eyes glittered with vicious glee."I hear they can't even afford to act like gods. Do you know what the War clan puts in my bathwater? Golden apples! Golden apples of youth to strengthen the divine blood! Three a day, just so my mortal body can adapt to the god's seed faster."She smugly stroked her glowing skin. "And Hades? I bet they can't even afford regular apples. Don't worry," she cooed, "if you starve, I'll pack you my scraps."She covered her mouth and laughed out loud, ignoring the awkward stares of the servants.In Evadne's mind, the War clan had endless resources, and Deimos's loyalty would guarantee her a quick pregnanc
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