Chapter Ten
Theo
To say the clientele of Dyo's was shocked at our entrance would be a massive understatement.
As I predicted, every single eye fell on the vision in violet on my arm.
Then, also as predicted, roughly half noticed me and did various things from blanching to gasping, to gawking. Two even excused themselves before I could make out who they were.
I schooled my reaction. There was a good reason I didn't come here often.
Dyo himself manned the bar at the far end of the long building, his camouflage useless on the likes of me, though to anyone else it'd be flawless. He laughed and roused the customers to cheers, taking two shots for each he poured. Such a jovial god.
I returned his massive grin, and Stephanie hugged my arm, whispering to me. “Please tell me that he's actual
