The moment Thanatos had bridged them to the gates of Hades’ palace in the Underworld, she felt the odd sensation that she was home. Her senses were kissed by the rich and heavy scent of its air, she was embraced by the warmth that came from both gods on either side of her. And when her sandaled feet hit the ground, she could not help but sigh.
“What’s wrong?” Thanatos asked her. Hades was leading the way up to the palace and was quietly speaking to a nymph dressed in green silk.
Kath shook her head. This was the Underworld. Nothing wrong has ever happened to her here. “I’m just glad I get to come back here.”
His green gaze warmed. “Most living persons would have trouble spending as much time as you already have here in the Realm of the Dead. None would show the same enthusiasm as you ha
