As she knelt before the one who promised to relieve the curse in exchange for her life, questions raced through her mind. Questions which she did not have time to answer if she wished to save her friends from the death she could not control.
“What will happen, to me I mean?” Acha pulled her hand back slightly before their fingers met. In her heart she knew the answer, in order for this curse to be removed, her father would make true his original intention, he would sacrifice her life-force to Hades. He glanced down at her before casting his gaze over the barely living bodies which lay behind her, as if to emphasise his next words.
“Isn"t the question, what will become of them if you refuse, more appropriate?”
“How do I know this isn"t a trick, like last time?”
“My dear daughter, the on
