Take Your Cake and Eat It Too

I am the conquerer, get out of my waY


his brother spoke like a true dunamis would. he advised Érebos with the simplicity of their father. concise, insensitive and straight business. he liked it. "She concerns me, Kronos. Should she feel strongly about something, she is almost always counted on to rebel." he switched his language like water as he sat and looked ahead over the horizon. he listened some more to Kronos before agreeing. "irony, isn't it." he sighed, his brows furrowed as if confused as he turned to Kronos. "Speak with her for me, won't you?" he asked, looking for the maturity and wit of Kronos to better groom his hard headed sister into compliance. it had to work for now. however, Érebos wondered how enyo did back at home while Érebos was away. were there.. any signs of enyo causing drama before that he missed?


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