Fuck this is not good. He just showed up. She won’t be able to see him, but he’s fucking here as much as he can be, considering he is in another realm. I can usually see his appearance, even if it’s not fully solid, but she will be able to sense him.
His shadowy form is intense to look at, and I feel the pull, the urge to bend over to ease the pressure on my body, almost takes over. Still, I am not about to give him that satisfaction. I don’t know how Jayce and Blondie think we can defeat a god when I’m fucking struggling just to be in the presence of one.
“Hades, God of the Underworld,” Heaven states before, to my surprise, she lowers her head.
The fuck? Since when has she been polite? Well, not that I’m bow worthy, but still.
She pulls away from me as she stands tall, and I hear the low chuckle from Hades. He’s enjoying her confidence. Fuck he’s going to mess with her. I didn’t think he’d show up like this, butthe fact he has… I don’t know. I don’t trust this shit.
“Witch,”Hades replies as if bored.“What did you want so desperately that you keep disturbing us?”
I do want an answer to that, too. Like, what the hell is she going to ask of him? I cross my arms, remaining close in case she pisses him off, because we can all agree she has one fucking big mouth. And he won’t react kindly.
“If it were not urgent, and if you weren’t the god I respect most highly, after Selene of course.” She lowers her head, and I narrow my eyes. The fuck is she chatting shit about? I don’t believe that for one fucking second…
Hades scoffs. “Of course, the Goddess of Wolves, but I don’t think Hecate would approve of that, considering the powers you use are from her.”
“I respect her greatly, but you are the one who follows your own path, the one who, despite being treated unfairly, has held great power and rules your ever-growing domain, because, after all, the dead are in your hands. I will not waste your time. I simply have two requests to ask of you.”
And here it is, her getting all fucking bossy with a god. I’m still fucking stunned. How is she looking at him? That shouldn’t be possible. My brows furrow as I notice her right eye is shimmering. I wasn’t tripping that day. There is something going on with her fucking eye!
“What I ask is for eight: myself, Aldona of House di Bianco Galdur, and seven more, Theo Westwood, Jayce Westwood, Ares Westwood, Carter Westwood, Renji Westwood, Caladena of House di Bianco Galdur, and Ahren Azor RafaelRossi. We are eight, and what I ask from here on counts for all eight of us unless stated otherwise.”
What is this? Did she learn it from some shady company contract?
“My first request is that you grant the eight of us safe passage into, through, and out of the Realm of the Gods. Passage shall begin when the last of us sets foot across the threshold, and it shall end only when the same eight, plus one more – Mordana of House Silver, set foot back upon mortal grounds. None may be replaced, mirrored, or bound by anything else. It will be we who shall leave the Realm of the Gods as we entered. You will grant us permission to travel through, within and across the Realm of the Gods.”
Damn…
“My second request is that while within the Realm of the Gods, death cannot claim us, not then and not upon our return. We are to be given immortality and your protection during our travel. Nothing that can cause lasting damage that leads to death, nor binding of the soul, nor a curse that strips us of will or of any kind, nor tricks of magic that leave us at death’s door. No god, no creature, no species, and no spell that occurs in the Realm of the Gods can bring us death, be it intentional or unintentional.”
My eyes flick to her as I realise that she’s fucking thought this out, and that last part… if Hades agrees, Helios wouldn’t be able to kill us even in the duel Jayce is planning with him.
Smart request, Blondie. I’m a tad impressed.
Heaven flicks her hair as she continues, “I have a contractalready drawn up that we shall sign with blood and oath, with a section left blank for you to enter your conditions. So, name your price. What do you request in return?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.
Damn, this girl is fucking insane and confident all in one.
Hades chuckles darkly as he steps forward, the darkness surrounding him now wrapping around us tightly.
“The most precious thing to you,”he murmurs. I frown. I hate this part.
I step forward as Heaven touches her throat, her eyes widening with uncertainty and fear. Fuck.
“Your voice…”Hades murmurs as if he, too, had noticed what she touched.
“Anything else but my voice,” Heaven says, her voice more confident this time, but she’s tense. It shows in her voice that her heart is racing.
“You ask for so much, but you don’t want to give me anything in return. The most precious thing to you is your voice. It is what every witch needs. And to have the voice of such a powerful witch…”
She needs her voice to cast spells. This is bad.
“What other options do we have?” Heaven asks, trying to remain composed. I see Hades smirk through the darkness, his eyes glowing dangerously, his aura weighing down on us.
“None. Take it or leave it. I shall grant you what you want, and in return, your voice is mine for eternity.”
“Alright, look, I hate her nattering on, but her voice, really? Just make her bald or something that will traumatise her more,” I say lightly. I’ve heard her sing; she ain’t bad, but really, it would be fucking weird not hearing her talk.
