Chapter Ninety Seven
The moon goddess was not one to care about lost souls and the likes of those that were dead. That was not part of her powers as a deity anyway. And indeed there was no reason for her to be meddling with the work of the god of the Underworld. She was supposed to merely watch over those of her subjects that were still within her domain and yet here she was treading through one of the filthiest parts of the Underworld.
Bugs buzzed about in the muddy marsh, irritating the goddess and her mate. The duo had dared to walk the domain of the one god that didn't take intruders lightly, "Was this really the only way that we could get his attention?" Seth asked her, groaning as he swatted at yet another fly or bug among the wide assortment of creatures that decided the Underworld was a good place to live in.
"Yes, honey. There is no way to get this god's attention. Unfortunately, he also hates surprise visits," she said.