Momos was fuming. He moved to take Styx' arm and his voice was deceptively low.
"Watch your mouth, Sister mine. Last I checked, you were fucking Kings to hide your lust for your son. So unless you'd like for me to announce that to the world, I'd suggest you'd stop called my fiancee a whore."
Her arm jerked out of his grip and her eyes could cut glass.
"Fiancee? Ha! Tell me, Brother Dear, does she know about your love affair with her mother?"
"As a matter for fact, she does. There are no secrets between us. So you can shut your mouth, Styx. Go back to being the snob we all know and love and keep quiet about Ate and I. Try not to drown in the rain. Welcome to the Universe." He moved back to Ate and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Let's go, baby. Unless you'd like to say something to her?"