Icarus is held captive by Olympus's Poseidon, a gentle giant whose stormy gaze is far harder to ignore than his restraints.
Olympus is at war and close to collapse, so Poseidon must guard this bratty bargaining chip and keep him out of harm's way.
He has little patience for the duty, yet time together makes his sworn enemy look less like the villain others claim.
Warmth and vulnerability keep undermining the distance Poseidon meant to hold.
With Circe and the Aeaeans at the gates, he has to choose where he stands, whom he serves, and whether the man who woke his long-slumbering heart will break it.
