“No … she wouldn’t.” But there was some alarm on his face.
I was about to retort when Hound started barking like crazy.
Pulling me along, fingers interlaced, we entered the cave, crossing to the dog.
“No!” Cronus let my hand go and made a fist, punching it right into the recently upturned earth.
“What is it?” It looked like someone had already been here.
Cronus fell to his knees, digging through the rocks. “Jealousy … he must have known where Hyperion was laid to rest. The sins are faster and smarter this time.”
Shit, that didn’t sound good, I really wanted to help but my brain wasn’t thinking right. I was burning up. “Umm, Cronus … can you go back in time and get me some Tylenol?”
Maybe I should hit up urgent care, make sure Rhea hadn’t poisoned me.#NotJokingNow
When the god of time looked up at me, his eyes went wide.
“No,” he bit out. “No! Fuck!”
He was staring at my chest, so I looked down. Skin that used to be pale and flawless was now covered in a red speckly rash. The visible veins below were black, spanning out across my body like a fancy new tattoo.
“I don’t think this is poison,” I said faintly. Poison didn’t give you rashes and black blood, right?
Cronus stood, very carefully, and walked over to me. He cupped my face and forced me to look up at him. With his thumbs, he pulled my eyelids up and the dizziness got worse.
“Fuck.” He swore. “Maisey … did Sickness … touch you?”
My mind jolted. I mean, technically ... I think his fingers brushed my arm back in Egypt, but it was only very light, for a second.
“Barely,” I squeaked.
Cronus let my face go and started to pace the cave. I just stood there, hot, sick, and dizzy, watching him wear footprints into the dirt.
“What is it?” I begged.
“I’m a Titan, so it doesn’t affect me, but you’re half human.”
“WHAT is it?” I asked again, with as much force as my feverish body could manage.
He stopped and faced me. “The plague. Sickness gave you the plague.”
Oh fuck.
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