“Fiona!”
I turned away and then jumped as the shadows moved before me. I let out a frightened squeak, startling the spirits that drifted through the air around me. I wiped at my tears to see who—
The gorgon stood before me, the snakes in her hair hissing and writhing. I opened my mouth to scream, but she clamped a strong hand over my lips and her golden eyes filled my vision.
“I saw you,” she hissed. “In the battle. So strong. So wasted on that boorish man. But you’ll see. Euryale will make you happy.”
To be continued…