Kratus’ POV:
The blue orb pulsed softly, illuminating the dim room with a calming azure glow. It meant only one thing—Atreus had come into contact with her. My love. My heart swelled at the thought, a rare smile forming on my usually grim face. I placed my palm gently on the orb, as if that simple touch could bridge the chasm between us. How tragic it was that I couldn’t use it to see her. Only feel the connection. Only sense the bond. That was the curse of this place.
"A lovely reunion, isn’t it?" a voice slithered behind me.
The warmth in my chest evaporated. Only one being would dare speak to me like that.
Hecate.
"What do you want?" I growled without turning.
"Can’t I just come to enjoy the show?" she chuckled, her tone sharp as obsidian.
I turned to face her, glaring silently.
