*Atlas’ POV*

Heiro and I waited anxiously for the return of Deimos and Eris as we paced the front corridor of his home.

“What’s taking them so long,” he asked as he peered through the window at the setting sun. It was getting late and people were sure to be arriving at the bathhouse soon if they hadn’t already.

“It takes as long as it takes, darling. They’ll be here soon.” His anxiety was giving me anxiety.

After a few more ...