![]() ![]() The more often you do it, the more you-and your magic-will benefit.” “Okay, so I have a problem,” Persephone admitted. Not to mention the destruction of her mother’s greenhouse. Then there was Minthe, whose insulting words had resulted in her transformation into a mint plant and Adonis who she’d threatened in the Garden of the Gods by turning his limbs into vines. ![]() Flowers sprouted when she was angry, and vines curled around Hades in moments of passion without warning. Persephone knew her emotions were tied to her powers. They weren’t opened by anyone on the inside.” “Do you want to talk about earlier? Those doors came down because of your magic. “How is that a lesson?” Persephone asked. Her body felt rigid, her hands warm and sweaty. ![]() Hecate patted the ground beside her, and Persephone sighed, taking a seat. The last thing Persephone wanted to do was be alone with her raging thoughts. A small smile tugged at Hecate’s berry lips. ![]()
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