He nodded his head once, and the army roared, drowning out his words, but Melanie watched the shape of his mouth. “For now.”
Tyrannus held himself tall and raised his arms in triumph, but Melanie saw the curl of his muzzle and the flicker of what might have been fear in his eyes.
Something cold brushed Melanie’s back, and she jumped. Thetis traced a finger up her spine and cupped his hand around the back of her neck.
“After today, I shall be a god king, and you,”&...
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