Yeah, Apollo fucking hoped it was a nightmare, but he'd heard proclamations like that before. It wasn't the words, it was a slight whisper that preluded the words, a fraction of a second before they were spoken like they'd been planted in the child's mouth. His pythoness' all sounded like that. Words passed through from Zeus himself.
Tongue pressed into one cheek, Apollo tugged the blanket up so it could be more easily tucked around Brody's shoulder. "You're safe from him, Brody," he promised quietly, meeting Cin's eyes over his tiny shoulder. "Listen to Cin, sleep."