Hades
I pursed my lips, letting the silence pass before she spoke again.
"She worshipped you," she muttered, her tone inscrutable. Her brow furrowed. "I don't know why I did not see it." Her eyes grew distant once more, a half-hearted shrug lifting her shoulders. "Because now, in hindsight, the signs were there. I mistook love for reverence."
"It was not your fault," I tried to say, eyeing her still twisted shoulder. It was concerning that she did not seem affected by the horrible state of the joint. It needed attention. But my reports from Kael informed me that she had fought off every Delta. It was like she wanted to prolong the pain, and now, with the words out of her mouth, I knew it was because she believed she deserved the pain she was under.
