Phoebus and Calliope were constant reminders of Alene’s sacrifice, and Lucius and Adara could imagine no greater legacy.
“I was thinking,” Lucius continued, “that whenever we get back to Etruria, the children could make an offering to her.”
“Yes.” Adara shivered. “Let’s go in. Ula and Aina have prepared roast meat and greens for all of us. I’ve invited them to stay and eat with us too.”
“Of course. They’re good girls, those two.”
Lucius helped Adara down the steep slope and together they wound their way around the plateau upon which the hall was built, and then up past the barracks, between the family stables, and to the hall.
The smell of food met them at the door and they entered to find the fire warm and bright, and their family and friends gathered around it to share food and drin
