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CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY When Thanos returned to Delos, there were guards on the docks—indeed, there were guards everywhere. The whole city had the feel of a place under siege, making it hard to tell the difference between the Empire’s capital and the way Haylon had been when it was under attack. He saw bones hanging in a gibbet over the water, the iron chain that held it creaking as it moved in the wind. A part of Thanos wanted to avoid the guards. They reminded him too much of the soldiers he’d fought back on the rebels’ island. Yet he needed to play the part of the loyal prince, returning from the war, and that meant not sneaking around. “You there,” he said to the first group he found. They appeared to be engaged in stripping a waterfront home of its contents. “What are you doing?” “Enforcin
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