Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Through me the way into the suffering city,
Through me the way into eternal pain,
Through me the way that runs among the lost.”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
He was tall, blond, and for a split second I thought that I recognised him from somewhere. He stared at me for longer than was necessary and then sat at the table in the back, joining a female human. I didn’t need to panic just yet. After all, I wasn’t that important in the underworld. Maybe he was here for other reasons and I just had to relax. Azero was holding the plate with snacks front of me, so I took a piece of a cracker with hummus, telling myself that everything was fine.
“Any good? It’s the special recipe from my grandmother side,” Azero asked and his question distracted me from the superna
