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... w, velvet-edged with amusement. "Three years to the day, Hera. Look at you now."
His golden gaze slid over her—disheveled hair, torn chiton, the faint tremble of exhaustion she could not quite hide.
"You used to spit venom every time I entered this chamber. Curses so creative I almost took notes. And now..." He let the silence stretch. "Now you’ve grown almost... meek. Though that glare of yours—" His lips curved, slow and mocking. "—still has teeth."
Hera’s hands curled ...
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