The words echoed inside my head even after the guard finished speaking.
Tell the witch's daughter I've come.
The witch's daughter? Who was her daughter? Did they mean me?
I could feel the blood rushing in my ears. I was confused as hell and I didn't know where to start asking questions from. Beside me, Hades had gone completely rigid. The guard scratched his head.
"I brought her to one of the guest rooms."
"Is she alone?"
"Yes."
"Did anyone else speak to her?" the guard nodded.
"All of us on duty tried to speak with her"
"And?" The man let out a nervous laugh.
"She was not forthcoming and after asking about the witch daughter. She told one of the guards he smelled like old boots and disappointment."
If this was another situation, I would have started laughing but it didn't seem funny now. The guard cleared his throat.
"Then she asked if we always asked stupid questions."
To my surprise, the corner of Hades mouth twitched.
Then it disappeared.
