Then the girl took a shaky breath. She coughed and opened her eyes. Her irises were startlingly blue—electric blue…
The girl’s blue eyes stared into mine, and I understood what the Golden Fleece quest had been about. The poison-ing of the tree. Everything. Kronos had done it to bring another chess piece into play—another chance to control the prophecy…
“I am Thalia,” the girl said. “Daughter of Zeus.”
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