She kissed him again, hard and unyielding. “Good,” she said. “Life would be quite boring if things stayed the same, wouldn’t you agree?”
Amusement gleamed in his eye, and the hint of a smile spread across his face. “You are a marvel, wife.”
“As are you, husband.”
His arms came around her, clutching her waist. She straddled him, hovering over him so she could kiss him endlessly. She planned to explore every part of his body, every facet of his being. It didn’t matter how this battle had altered or changed him.
He was hers.
And she was his.
Now and forever.
HOME
TRIVIA
Trivia pacedthe length of the narrow tunnel, wringing her hands together over and over. Anxiety and worry wriggled through her, making her stomach knot and swirl with nausea.
Gods, she was so nervous.
A figure appeared in the cave entrance, and Trivia stilled, her eyes going wide.
Midas offered her a small smile. “They’re here.”
Trivia swallowed and nodded. “Good. Good. Is he…” She trailed off, unable to ask the question.
“Sol is leading the council, yes,” Midas said. “I’ll be by his side.”
“Good,” she said again, breathlessly.
Midas paused. “He’s asking for you.”
Trivia went rigid, her heart slamming against herribcage. “What?”
Midas chuckled. “You’re acting like I just announced that a hydra has claimed the throne of Elysium.”
Trivia was too stunned to reply.
“Trivia,” Midas said, his tone gentler as he drew closer to her. “He wants you as part of this council.”
She was shaking her head, backing slowly away from Midas, although there was little room. Her back immediately met the earthen wall behind her. “I don’t belong in there.” She gestured to the vast cavern behind Midas. “Not after what I’ve done.”
“Hell, ifIcan be a part of this after whatI’vedone, then so can you. Get in there, Trivia.”
All she could do was keep shaking her head.
Midas drew closer, his brows lowering. “If I have to haul you over my shoulder, I will. But I’d wager that wouldn’t make a good impression on the others.”
Trivia fixed him with a loathsome scowl. “Bastard.”
Midas chuckled again, then offered her his arm. “Shall we?”
“Don’t pretend like this makes you a gentleman,” she said, but she still looped her arm through his.
“Of course it doesn’t. I’m just doing this to keep you from fainting and collapsing into a pitiful heap on the ground.”
Trivia rolled her eyes, but her mouth twitched into a smile. He was teasing her, but she knew he was doing it to make her feel better. To make her feelnormal.
