Chapter 24The air atop Mount Olympus was thinner than she remembered, and so cold it made her chest feel heavy. She permitted herself a moment of gratitude there was no wind tonight. The stars above glittered like diamonds, the cosmos impossibly vast. She took comfort from the expanse. The heavens were her true home after all, the realm from which this place descended.
She looked up at the city atop the peak. The seven towers of silver stood bright against the darkness. They glowed with an illumination paler than the stars, but she found no solace there. The same eerie light pulsed in the hearts of the dead around the River Styx. Zeus had rebuilt the palace amidst a sprawling complex, impossibly vast. At the very summit of the hill, where their royal apartments used to be, she spied the p
