"So you knew I wasn't human?" Hades asked as they resumed walking down the quiet path.
He was now escorting his mother back home. It had already been over an hour, and he decided it was time to return.
Quintessa glanced at him with a knowing look. "That expression tells me... you've figured it out yourself, haven't you?"
He gave a small nod, then quietly said, "I've recently discovered my other side, Mother. I... I'm actually a Dragon."
She was the first person he'd told.
Why?
Because he trusted her—completely and blindly.
Quintessa's eyes widened—but not out of fear or shock. No, her surprise came from something else entirely.
"Someone who hated dragons so passionately…" she murmured, trailing off.
She didn't finish the sentence, but Hades understood. He had always detested dragons. To think he would actually turn out to be one….
A faint, dry smile touched his lips. "My fate is awfully twisted, Mother."
