"And if this continues, the magic will only continue to swell," Hyperion said, his deep voice carrying heavily through the room as he stood before the blackboard. White chalk dust stained the edges of his fingers, the dark surface behind him crowded with complicated diagrams, sealing formulas, and notes written in haste from countless sleepless nights. "Surely you can agree there must be a more efficient approach to this situation."
"It's getting boring."
Hades's interruption arrived with a lazy yawn. He leaned deeper into his chair as though the entire discussion had become nothing more than background noise to lull him into sleep. One leg rested over the other, fingers loosely drumming against the armrest while his tutor continued lecturing about the very thing that could one day destroy kingdoms.
Or save them.
Depending on who was speaking.
