CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
Thanos always felt better after talking to Cosmas, and as he eagerly walked toward Ceres’s chamber, he knew with every fiber of his being that the right thing was to open up to her, even if it meant she would not have him.
He marched through the palace gardens, and just as he came around the gazebo, he saw the king approaching with his advisors. His uncle must surely be the most evil man to roam the earth, Thanos thought, a cruel murderer who would go to any length to maintain his power over his subjects.
Thanos veered from the path, taking a different route, hoping the king hadn’t seen him.
“Good day, Thanos,” the king yelled, waving for him to come.
Thanos’s skin crawled, but he approached his uncle as the advisors continued on down the path.
“Walk with me,” th
