The House of Hercules had to be just as worried as I was, even if they weren’t supposed to admit it out loud. They didn’t know what the bombs would do, either. Which meant this was actually workable.
“According to Simonetta,” Hayley said, “Rome’s diplomats are already in negotiations. The government jumped at the chance as soon as they found out the Hercules had been deposed—making him a perfect scapegoat to let everyone save face. See? You freaked out for nothing.”
Not for nothing, because I needed to come to terms with what I’d learned about myself. But I hadn’t thoughtlessly destroyed any chance of peace our country had, which was nice.
“Thank you,” I told Hayley. I didn’t even know what specific thing I was thanking her for, or if it was because of everything.
She winked at me. “
