Athena’s estate sat atop the highest clearing on a plateau of one of the eastern mountain range tops. A wide, even field sat before the gleaming manor. The entire property was surrounded by the old forest, tall cypress trees, and groves of olives in the backdrop. Hades had bridged them on the very northern edge of the property and immediately began escorting her through the field.
“I remember when Athena had this place built,” Hades murmured, catching Kath’s attention. When she turned to him, there was a ghost of a smile on his face. “She couldn’t stand how Hera was being a b***h to her, almost murdered her when she threw Hephaestus out the window of the palace.”
Kath knew the story, of course, and it was one of the reasons why she was closer to Aphrodite than the Queen of the Gods. Duri
