Chapter 58 Zeus

N. C. Harriet 1.2k words

ZEUS

The scent of roasted venison and aged wine greets me before I even step through the arched doorway of the royal dining hall.

The long mahogany table gleams under the chandelier’s soft light, gold-rimmed plates set with ceremonial perfection.

I step inside, boots echoing faintly against the marble, the weight...

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