Chapter 111 Awakening Shadows

• The air was thick and cold in the depths of the dungeon, the stone walls damp and unyielding, pressing down on the faint glow of the torchlight. Aphrodite sat beside Hades, her heart racing as she clung to his hand. The healer stood by, his voice soft yet hopeful.
• “The medicine is working well,” the healer assured, his voice steady, trying to comfort her. “There’s a strong chance he could wake up anytime now.”
• Aphrodite’s eyes flickered with hope, her hand tightening around Hades’s cold fingers. She nodded, unable to tear her gaze away from his face, lined with the traces of battles fought and the darkness of his long slumber. Her voice broke as she whispered, “Come back to us, Hades… please. You’re not alone anymore.”