"Acheron, you will be steady, and strong, and anchor the team in the turns so that you reach your final destination. Without you, my friend, we are lost. Hold true..." She put her forehead against the stallion's and closed her eyes, uncaring of the eyes of the mortal men and women all about her. She only ever felt at home with her horses.
"Princess Kyniska," said the red-haired youth as he passed the bodyguard, and approached the woman.
"Yes, Pirro," she answered, opening her eyes and turning to face the boy. "Is everything in place?"
"Yes, my lady. Both teams are enlisted with myself as the driver."
"Good," she said, her blue eyes blazing in the firelight. She stepped closer to the boy who bowed as she approached. "Did you also visit the temple of Hera?"
"Yes, lady."
"And? Is the po
