212. Before I Left
Before I Left
I had something I needed to do.
One final act of sisterhood.
One final act of defiance
to Zeus. I searched for a messenger.
I found one hiding in the cave
Asteria and I had once loved so much.
He was wearing Perses’s seal.
He was injured, but his wings still worked.
I took his hand, gave him the last potent
healing potion that I had made before the decree.
‘You must fly to Perses’s palace,’
I whispered softly.
‘You must tell Asteria and Hekate
that the war is lost. They must run.’
The messenger stared at me,
his brown eyes confused,
but at my grim face,
his eyes widened and he nodded.
Within moments of my spell,
he had healed enough to go.
I watched his form in the sky
flying to Perses’s palace.
If nothing else,
it would give them a chance.
A chance to run.