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[i]Two might find love. [/i]

Kyrin didn't glace to the figure next to him, afraid that Elias wouldn't be there. Instead, he concentrated on the rest of the prophecy. [i]One soul shall be taken. The Ladies dove shall be found, but what vengeance will it awaken.[/i] Prophecies often had two meanings. Two faces. There was no point in trying to interpret the prophecy when you could get it completely wrong. It would just be a waste of time trying to pick and probe for a clear answer. At least the location of the quest was clear. 

Italy. 

Italy and Spencer suggested Wales. Taking a plane to Italy would be the best choice of transport, but he didn't know what would happen if Erin entered Zeus's domain. He had heard that Percy had only been spared once by Zeus when he entered the skies. Erin was the daughter of Hades, and her father's relationship with the God of the Sky and Thunder was not sunshine and puppies per se. Traveling by boat would take longer, and even then, he wasn't so sure about it. It might be safer to fight sea monsters than provoke Zeus. 

Why waste time in Wales? Unfortunately, Spencer was right about one thing; jumping head-on might not be wise. Erin could be stepping right into a trap, but there was no way of knowing. Spencer and Greyson butting heads wasn't helping Erin's situation either. She was still set on staying at camp and let Ares have her; they would be going nowhere if she continued to be stubborn as a mule. 

[color=54626f]"There's no real safe way of travel."[/color] Kyrin finally spoke up. He had been standing to the side away from the group with Elias next to him. He was still trying to push down the sick feeling in his gut. His fingers twitched. He needed a smoke. 

[color=54626f]"Erin, we believe in you. Even if you don't believe in yourself, believe in us. In everyone here at camp who is willing to help you."[/color] He walked closer to her, ignoring Spencer, who had taken a seat in front of her. [color=54626f]"You are strong. You can do this."[/color] Kyrin placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. [color=54626f]"You're not going to die. Whoever you choose to go with you will not let you die. You're not allowed to die, okay?"[/color] Erin was going to finish this quest and come back home safe. She had to.
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[color=b45a5c]"But it's not your fault. My dad always said that we blame ourselves because it's easier-"[/color]

This time she noticed. 

The way he closed his eyes and almost [i]fliched[/i] at her touch. She wasn't used to it. To see people so afraid. Valeria pulled her hand back, eyebrows knitted in worry, afraid she had done something to hurt him. Did her magic not work? She was sure that she had concentrated on healing and making sure no tissue was damaged before sealing the skin. [color=b45a5c]"Did I hurt you?"[/color] She didn't understand, but she wanted to. She needed to understand why he had reacted that way so she wouldn't do it again. Talon was nice. He was nice to her. He had taught her how to skip rocks, and Valeria didn't want him to think that he was trying to be mean. 

Valeria raised her hand slowly this time. [color=b45a5c]"I promise I'm just trying to heal you. I'll stop if you want. I could give you one of my healing potions!"[/color] She lowered her hand again and pulled reached to her side for the leather pouch that hung around her waist. She rummaged through the pouch until she pulled out a small clear vial with reddish liquid inside. 

[color=b45a5c]"Don't worry about the taste; I added some strawberries so it wouldn't taste too bad."[/color] She offered the vial to Talon. The vial had a sticker on it with a cartoonish version of Valeria giving a thumbs up. 
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