Seth Diodoros személy
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“Let’s go. Come on, Seth. Let’s go continue our lovers’ quarrel.”
Pushing off the wall, Seth arched a brow. “Yes, my love, that sounds absolutely fantastic. Don’t forget to grab a dagger so you can poke my eyeball out. Oh, that’s right.”
In that moment, I knew two things. I most definitely had a heart. It was there, in my chest, and I knew that a heart could truly break, because mine shattered into jagged pieces.
“So a compulsion is kind of like mind control?”
“Yeah.” I brushed my hair back off my face. “Pures can do it. Any of the gods can. Halfs can’t. They are vulnerable to compulsions like a mortal would be.”
She seemed to consider that. “Can you do it?”
I nodded.
Her fingers nervously fluttered over the knot in her belt. “Does compulsion work on me?”
“It shouldn’t. You’re a demigod.” I paused. “But your powers have been bound, so who knows? I can give it a try.” The look on her face said she’d rather I didn’t, but that didn’t stop me. My gaze met hers and held it. “Take off your robe.”
Her lips parted, and then her mouth gaped open. “What the hell?”
Disappointment rippled through me. “Guess it doesn’t work.”
“You’re a pervert.”
I shrugged. “Been called worse.”
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