“Don’t call me ‘Helen,’” I said firmly, brushing Polydeuces’ question aside unanswered. “Helen of Sparta wouldn’t be on this ship. I’m Atalanta.” “I was wrong. You’re crazier than Herakles,” Castor said. I ignored his sarcasm. “When the Argo returns to… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“You didn’t have to keep watch all night,” I said. “I wasn’t going to run away, you know.” “We don’t know,” Castor said. “We know nothing about you anymore, Helen. What in the name of all-seeing Apollo were you thinking,… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Because the truth holds the greatest magic, the greatest beauty, and sometimes the greatest danger,” — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I doubt you cared this much about their feelings when you chose this path,” Iolaus said. He didn’t raise his voice. The truth doesn’t… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I don't hold memories in my hand, but I'll never let them go.” — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Now, Polydeuces, let her be,” Castor said, hugging me again. “Look at that face! Her brow’s all creased with worry, and for nothing. As… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Where have you been, Milo?” I asked quietly. “It’s been three days.” “Working for Jason,” Milo replied, his voice low. I frowned, setting the… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I’d say that of the two choices, Helen will be safest if she finds her own way back.” “A girl traveling alone on a… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Here’s a lesson for you, lad.” Melitta leaned forward and poked him sharply in the ribs with one gnarled finger. “Don’t drink heavily at… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I brought him here,” he said, eager to claim credit for whatever had so overjoyed his king. “I caught him making a sacrifice to… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“I pray Aphrodite will help him find someone who loves him as much as he loves her.” “That’s a good prayer.” Father gave me… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“The old woman said something and thrust the bowl into my hands. I looked to Argus. “What am I supposed to do?” “You had… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
