LEANDER'S POV
“Eli?” The name slipped out of my mouth in a mix of shock and confusion.
Athena nodded slowly, her gaze searching my face in her own confusion. “Yes, Leander. Eli drew it. Why, is there a problem?”
For a moment, I just stood there, staring at her while I tried to understand what was going on. Eli? Of all people? Why would Eli be…? My mind struggled to piece it together. It didn’t really make much sense, but then remembering this was Eli we were talking about, I guess you can't expect it to make any actual sense before you know it has to mean something.
I glanced back at the drawing in her hand. The two women, side by side in blood-red robes, one with black hair, the other with red. The lines were rough, but the colors were too clear to be random. My head buzzed with quest
