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A Discordant Melody

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Parts 22
Time 2h 9m

Being the daughter of the god of the Underworld isn't the first thing you'd want to tell someone about yourself.  But when it might lead them to telling you exactly what you want to hear, through the fear of what they think you might be able to do to them, it can come in handy.  My father thought that my mother's memory of us, of our whole world, was wiped clean from her mind, but I knew differently. 
I knew that she still remembered and, with her memory still intact, she was still in danger of the person who we thought was a friend.
I knew that I had to find her, wherever she was, hiding in plain sight.
I knew that finding her and having her with us was the right thing, no matter what my father said.  
But the one thing that I didn't know?
I didn't know that, after the twenty-four hundred years that I'd been alive, I would find the one person that I was destined to be with, the one person that I would do anything for, even defy the others that I loved.
(Spinoff/Sequel to A Thousand Thrones)All Rights Reserved

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