Chapter 41: Petty Gods
Xanth
I walk in line with Samuel, the other guard, trying to read him. He's one-sixteenth Athena and even I know better than to piss him off. His goddess once turned a woman into a giant spider merely for bragging her weaving was better. Add in that Athena is the goddess of wisdom and I don't want to have to deal with that shit. I've got bigger things to worry about.
The Warden's door stands open. Shit. Not a good sign.
I march inside and Samuel closes the door behind me.
Instead of being behind his desk, Warden stands looking at a painting of Mount Olympus on his wall with all the Greek gods depicted in it. Even fucking Poseidon waves his trident from the ocean in the distance. But my father, the great Hades everyone fears, and hates is nowhere in the frame.
"What did you find out from Skul's body?"