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[wasneverasked]

What is this talk you are having of finding my husband? I am certain that he will eventually find me, Lady Mun. You should not worry over me when that little paper of yours to which it must be attended.

That said, I do approve of this young man being the face of my King.

Sincerely,
Helen, Queen of Sparta

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[wasneverasked]

Then when I pass, I shall search for you and bring you to your love.

[cassie_of_troy]

I don't think you'll ever die. Too stubborn.

[wasneverasked]

[Nudge nudge.]

I shall pass dutifully after my King. Then we may enter death together, hand in hand, glorious as any Queen and King.

[cassie_of_troy]

And if Zeus snatched you up? Set you among the stars?

[wasneverasked]

He is no father of mine. [That right goes to Tyndareus. The man who held her little hands when she first learned to walk, and swept her up high into the air to elicit a laugh from a pouting child.] He has no power over me.

[cassie_of_troy]

You know how the gods are. Unpredictable.

Even without their powers...

[wasneverasked]

I will fight like a true daughter of Sparta for my right to walk into the Underworld alongside my King. As Tyndareus taught me.

[cassie_of_troy]

He loved you. That is what makes a father.

[wasneverasked]

He taught me to speak and think. No daughter could ever ask for more.

[cassie_of_troy]

No.

None could...

[She lowers her eyes.]

[wasneverasked]

[Helen will just hug you warmly.]

[cassie_of_troy]

Helen. Advise me on a complicated matter. There is no one in Bete Noire who can help me with this.

[wasneverasked]

Of course, Cassie. What is it that is troubling your mind.

[cassie_of_troy]

I've met a new goddess here in this city. The goddess of things unmade.

She...

[Cassandra scowls, uneasily.]

[wasneverasked]

[A frown.] What is her name.

[cassie_of_troy]

Atione.

I went on a vision quest on behalf of the city. Everyone was having horrid visions. I thought I could understand them, perhaps. And she appeared to guide me.

[wasneverasked]

She better have not led you astray.

[cassie_of_troy]

No. It was nothing like that.

[wasneverasked]

What is it that she did.

[cassie_of_troy]

It is not a matter of what she did, precisely. More a matter of who she told me she was.

[wasneverasked]

Did she threaten you?

[cassie_of_troy]

No.

She...she said that she was my daughter.

[wasneverasked]

[Oh...wait...what?]

But, Cassie...you have not bore a child.

[cassie_of_troy]

I'm afraid that, dear Helen, is only partly true.

She was...unmade.

[wasneverasked]

What?

Was it Apollo? Did he dare touch you?