The Veiled Legacy | PJO - Book Two

eleven

BREAK OUT

Ariana considered making a run for it:

She didn't trust Queen Hylla, and she certainly didn't trust that other lady, Otrera. Only three guards were left in the room. All of them kept their distance.

Hylla was armed with just a dagger. Although her and Hazel were weaponless, Ariana could still summon her shadows. If she could cause a distraction, she might be able to escape and find her friends.

Unfortunately, she'd seen the Amazons fight. Even though the queen had only a dagger, Ariana suspected she could use it pretty well.

The queen seemed to be reading her thoughts. "Forget about escape. Of course, we'd respect you for trying. But we'd have to kill you!"

"Thanks for the warning." Ariana mumbled.

Hylla shrugged. "The least I can do. I believe you come in peace. I believe Reyna sent you."

"But you won't help?" Hazel asked.

The queen studied the necklace she'd taken from Percy.

"It's complicated." she said. "Amazons have always had a rocky relationship with other demigods - especially male demigods. We fought for King Priam in the Trojan War, but Achilles killed our queen, Penthesilea. Years before that, Hercules stole Queen Hippolyta's belt - this belt I'm wearing. It took us centuries to recover it. Long before that, at the very beginning of the Amazon nation, a hero named Bellerophon killed our first queen, Otrera."

"You mean the lady -"

" - who just left, yes. Otrera, our first queen, daughter of Ares."

"Mars?" Hazel asked.

Hylla made a sour face. "No, definitely Ares. Otrera lived long before Rome, in a time when all demigods were Greek. Unfortunately, some of our warriors still prefer the old ways. Children of Ares ... they are always the worst."

"The old ways.." Hazel faltered. "You mean the Amazons are a mix ... Greek and Roman?"

Hylla continued to examine the necklace - the clay beads, the probatio tablet. She slipped Reyna's silver ring off the cord and put it on her own finger. "I suppose they don't teach you about that at Camp Jupiter. The gods have many aspects. Mars, Ares. Pluto, Hades. Being immortal, they tend to accumulate personalities. They are Greek, Roman, American - a combination of all the cultures they've influenced over the aeons. Do you understand?"

"I - I'm not sure. Are all Amazons demigods?"

Ariana stayed silent, she thought it would give them a better chance of survival. Clearly, the queen had been holding some sort of grudge against her and Percy.

The queen spread her hands. "We all have some immortal blood, but many of my warriors are descended from demigods. Some have been Amazons for countless generations. Others are children of minor gods. Kinzie, the one who brought you here, is the daughter of a nymph. Ah - here she is now."

The girl with the auburn hair approached the queen and bowed.

"The prisoners are safely locked away." Kinzie reported. "But ..."

"Yes?" the queen asked.

Kinzie swallowed like she had a bad taste in her mouth. "Otrera made sure her followers are guarding the cells. I'm sorry, my queen."

Hylla pursed her lips. "No matter. Stay with us, Kinzie. We were just talking about our, ah, situation."

"Otrera." Hazel guessed. "Gaia brought her back from the dead to throw you Amazons into civil war."