Page 148 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

Trust

I did not know what kind of game this was, but I had heard a hundred stories of Gods who liked to play strange games.

Trickster Gods like Hermes and clever Goddesses like Hera who did not spare any divinity or mortal.

My skin prickled under his gaze as we climbed the moly-covered hill to the top of the waterfall.

There was no river that led to it, it looked like it started from a large, moss-covered rock.

Hermes smiled at me. ‘Nyx made the doorway to her realm deliberately difficult. The Goddess of the Night is not welcoming to strangers in her home, she does not like any intrusions on her peace. This includes all divinities other than her own children.’ I knew well what I was risking trying to cross through the Halls of the Night.

But it was the only path I could use to get to Mnemosyne, the river of memory.

The water would take me to the Forest of Silence, which I shuddered to think of, but at the other end of the forest lay my destination, the Palace of Hades.

It seemed an impossible path. But every light I have ever seen has been on the other side of darkness.