Chapter 47Tourists poured through the ancient ruins like pigeons swarming handfuls of bread. The bright midday sun made their water bottles sparkle and their white t-shirts and tennis shoes flare.
Jonah swung his sunglasses down from his forehead as he stepped off the Italian tour bus. "Which way to the dimensional portal?" he said. "Or the trap door to the underground realm?"
"Neither," said Stanza as she stepped off the bus behind him. "Herculaneum is a different animal."
"So how will we know if we've found a clue to Empyrea?" said Jonah. "You won't even tell us exactly what Empyrea is."
As expected, Stanza offered no comment. Instead, she helped Arthur off the bus. "Careful, your majesty."
"Thank you, milady." Arthur wobbled down the steps, holding on tight to Stanza's hand
