CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
Ceres leaned on Thanos as much as he leaned on her as they made their way down toward the docks. Thanks to everything she’d suffered, she felt as though she barely had the strength to stand, while he seemed to be unwilling to risk letting go of her, even for a moment.
“That way,” Thanos managed, pointing. “There are small boats.”
Ceres nodded, trying to steer the two of them in the direction he’d pointed. She tried to keep to the shadows to keep them from being spotted, but the truth was that they needed to move quickly more than they needed to keep out of sight.
Somewhere behind them, Ceres heard Stephania scream, and she felt Thanos tense. For a moment, she found herself wondering if he would run back for her. He’d done it before, hadn’t he? He’d returned to Delo
