and return until there were
no others like me left.
Only one.
Just me.
And then the voice
filled the whole room again.
‘REMEMBER, TITAN,
WHERE YOU STAND.
YOUR OATH TO ME AND HADES
DEMANDS AN ANSWER.’
Kronos, who had been terrifying
to me, suddenly sounded very small.
‘F-forgive me, Goddess of the Dark.
I… I have simply been lonely.’
There was a terrible, cold silence
that followed and then the voice spoke.
‘LET THIS BE THE LAST TIME
YOU BREAK YOUR OATH,
FOR THE NEXT TIME,
IT IS TARTARUS
OR STYX’S WATER.
THE CHOICE IS YOURS.’
I could hear the warble in his voice
as he whispered, ‘I apologize.
I am so sorry.’ A shaking sob
escaped his chest.
And that was when the voice
turned its attentions to me.
‘HEKATE, CHILD OF ASTERIA
AND PERSES. YOU WILL BE
