Chapter One
WAKING UP early in the morning, Juno gazed around the room. The cold walls of the castle stood in stark contrast to Apollo’s blonde hair. Wearily rubbing her eyes, Juno rolled over and started to get out of bed. Next to her, Apollo struggled sleepily to pull her closer. Juno smiled and stepped away from the bed.
Putting on a robe, she waved her hand across the surface of the scrying basin. After revisiting the memories of her past, she had tried to see across time to the present. She needed to know what Phoebe, Supay and the Greek daemons were preparing to do. Despite her many attempts at scrying across the oceans, she could not get the present to reveal itself to her. The only reasonable answer was that the Greek daemons had chosen to block their activities from prying eyes,
