Suck on that, bitch.
“If you’re a servant.” she said straight away, “then fetch me some clothes.”
Cronus growled then, and snapping his fingers, his ex-wife, bitch-goddess, was suddenly outfitted in a long robe of gold and purple. It went beautifully with her long brown hair and green eyes, and I kind of hated her a little extra.
“Leave Maisey alone,” Cronus growled, his voice low and filled with undercurrents. “She is neither stupid nor a servant. She is beyond a normal mortal and as such deserves our respect.”
Did the world just stop turning? I mean, it kind of felt like it had. Cronus was defending me? He knew my name?
#IllBeDamned
My panties got a little wet in that moment.
Rhea didn’t seem to agree or care, but then she was more interested in smoothing her new clothing down than wondering about me anymore. I was old news.
“So, who do we raise next?” she asked, examining her nails. Her eyes flashed, the green darkening until it was almost black, and her nails flickered from pink to blue to purple in an instant. She settled on purple, leaving a shade similar to that of her dress.
These gods and their crazy powers.
“Maisey and I will head to Romania and find Crius,” Cronus said. “You will need to track down Sickness and try to circumvent some of his destruction.”
She didn’t look happy about them splitting up. “My powers are going to take some time to come back. Maybe I should stick with you for now...”
#PleaseSayNo #PleaseSayNo
Cronus seemed to consider her words. “Okay, that’s probably for the best.”
FUCK.
“It took the better part of two days for my powers to return,” Cronus continued. “You were not imprisoned though, and shouldn’t be as drained as I was. I expect in the next twenty-four hours you’ll be good.”
Rhea looked pleased, and I certainly wasn’t imagining the sly look she shot in my direction. I thought these two had a non-amicable separation. I mean, she cheated on him like the bitch she was. Right now, though, they were far too friendly to be ex anything.
Ugh.
“So this Crius is in Romania?” I asked, trying to bring the focus back to this stupid task. The sooner we could save the world, the sooner I could get out of this situation.
Cronus’ attention locked on to me, and the intensity was a lot. When he stared at me like that, I forgot my own name.
“Yes. He should be there with our brother, Koios. The pair were never far apart. Their strength used to hold up the sky.”
Right, sure, the old hold up the sky trick.
Cronus was just reaching for me with one hand and Rhea with the other, when the foulest scent I’d ever smelled in my life started to filter through our cave. Hound growled, and since Cronus was touching me, I felt his body tense. I was just about to ask him what was going on, when a figure stepped into the small cave, light shining behind him. It was a male, his body glowing. I could see tendrils of darkness swirling around his figure.
“Hello, Rhea,” he said softly.
The Titaness froze, her eyes locked on him. “Sickness,” she murmured.
Sickness? Oh shit.
The creature reached out and tried to touch me, barely grazing his fingers across my arm when Cronus acted in an instant, his hands gathering both of us close, and we were zapped away before I could blink.
