?The Descender doesn?t just dream about the Underworld, the
Descender literally goes down into it in his or her body,? Ariadne
answered with a shocked face. ?You physically went into hell every
night??
?Your nightmares,? Lucas said, looking at Helen as he began to
understand.
?You were with me in one of them,? Helen said back to him in a
confused voice. ?The night we fell, before we woke up on the beach,
I went down to get you, remember? You were lost and blind and I
made you to stand up and walk. I made you follow me out. . . .?
Here, Helen had to stop. Forcing Lucas to walk through the
Underworld had been like doing surgery on an animal without
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painkillers. He didn?t understand that what she was doing was for
his own good, he only knew that she was hurting him.
?That was real?? Lucas whispered.
Helen nodded and reached out to take his hand, needing to touch
him to reassure herself that he wasn?t afraid of her now, but
Daphne stopped her hand in midair and pulled it back, shaking her
head in disapproval.
?You knew,? Lucas said, turning to Daphne.
?Like Jason, I discovered Helen?s talent this afternoon,? Daphne
replied. ?That?s one of the reasons I asked for this meeting.?
?And what are the rest of your reasons?? Cassandra asked coldly
as flashes of the Oracle aura began to brighten the outline of her
face. Daphne bowed her head reverently to the multiple presences
that had begun to grace Cassandra.
?Like Aeneas, my daughter will need Sibyl?s help in the Underworld,?
Daphne said in a formal tone. ?I ask that the House of
Thebes care for their cousin, Helen, Heir to the H