Hades and I soon found ourselves standing in the park that he had been talking about, and although it was nothing compared to the scenery of the Kingdom, there was something strangely beautiful about the busyness of the Continent, about the way that the people and the buildings were clustered together—and then there was this place. A small island of solitude, right in the middle of it all.
We were sitting on benches at the moment, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was waiting in anticipation for Hades to speak, and he simply was not speaking. If he had been anyone else, anyone other than the brother of my mate, I was sure that I would have snapped at him a million times by now.
But somehow, I was managing to find the patience that it required to just sit here, on this bench, in the m
