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I hum a doubtful sound as I trail my gaze over her face while I consider her as a friend. A mere friend. No. My soul rejects that. It's not enough. "Now, if you told me that we were going to be lovers, that is something I would have an easier time believing."

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I want to keep her. I want her to be...
Mine.

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My mother is buried alive in Tartarus with our father. After helping us all to escape his bowels, she still chose him. Olympus was the last remaining thing I had of her. That and... I glance down at my arm where my sleeping tattoos lie.

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"Do you know what Hades is doing?"
I have a guess. "Not entirely."
"Why don't I believe you? So you're the one." Charon says the words so softly, I almost miss them.
"What?"
His gaze on me is strangely assessing, curious. "He waits for you. In the water gardens."

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"Why are you down here, Lyra?"
"I wanted to talk to someone."
"Then talk to me. I mean it."
"Perhaps she doesn't wish to talk to you
I spin around on a gasp to find that the arched door to Hades' Lock has opened and the replica of my god of death is standing right at the edge.
"We didn't open the door," Boone says.
"You were both making such a racket, I couldn't sleep."

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"Break my trust, even once, and I’ll throw you down here and forget where I put the key or that you even exist."
"Just so long. as you realize that there are things I can't tell you and questions I can't answer, and it's not because I'm breaking trust."
"I have the strangest sense, my star, that you are going to be trouble."
"I promise I'm more trouble than even you imagine."

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So like … Kronos really didn’t eat his kids in this lore?

She must catch my closer look, because she tries a wheedling smile. "I react much better to coaxing than orders."
And just like that, I'm back to frustrated. "I don't coax."
"Just a tip."
Is she laughing at me? "Gods, you're impossible."
"You secretly love that about me."
My heart gives a single painful thump that I immediately resent. "Do I?"

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"I'm not playing a game with you, Lyra." And who exactly does she think is going to happen across us here? It's private enough.
"Me neither. But I'm not answering any more until you hide me."
"Watch it," I warn. "I could rend your soul from your corpse and cast it down into the Underworld with merely a thought."
Or kiss her until she turns hazy and warm in my arms. Both have their appeal.

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I don't want her fear.
Then she cocks a hip and throws me a smirk. "Who says you get to have answers?"
Is she trying to piss me off? I take it back. Lyra mieht benefit from a healthy dose of fear.
She was the same way before Irreverent. I'm the god of death and King of the Underworld. Doesn't she know better?
Fuck me, and now I'm stating my credentials in my head. Maybe I am that asshole

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