The Underworld lay in its usual stillness, the black rivers flowing silently under skies of endless night.
Yet Nyx's arrival shattered the stillness, her divine sense swept out in a pulse that touched every cavern, every obsidian palace, every shadowed corner of the realm.
Nothing.
Her brows knit tighter with each passing heartbeat.
Hades' presence was nowhere to be found.
Not in his palace.
Not in any sections of the realm.
Not even in the furthest reaches of Tartarus.
She didn't even found him in her realm where he used to stay before.
Nyx's lips pressed into a thin line.
Just where is he? How can he hide so well?
He didn't escape this universe did he?
A flicker of unease threaded through her thoughts.
The divine council… Shiva… If she returned without Hades, the alliance would falter before it even began.
And the others would use it as proof that her claims were hollow.
