The second Acheron's feet touched the throne room, he summoned Urian, his Daimon spy. Urian appeared looking like he always did, a deviously handsome, blond young man.

"You called oh mighty one?" Urian greeted his master sarcastically. Over time, he had gotten used to Acheron's true Atlantean form.

At home, Acheron wore his hair in his natural shade of blond and opted to be clothed in traditional Atlantean garb. His black silk foremasta, usually left open in the front, magically billowed around his muscular, iridescent marble blue body.

"What's happening in Kalosis Urian?"

"I haven't heard anything. It's been quiet."

"Too quiet. The Daimons tested me again tonight. I need to know what's going on."

Urian widened his ocean blue eyes then looked into Acheron's spine tingling crimson eyes with resolve.

"I'll see what I can find out." He inclined his head to Acheron prior to poofing out.

Acheron faced his mirror, pulling various images out of his brain in an attempt to organize his thoughts. He stared at the misty figure of Katra floating in front of him.

"Oooo! Is Katra here to play with the Simi?" Simi walked up to the copy of Katra Acheron conjured with a confused expression. "You don't look right Katra. How come the Simi can see through you?" She cautiously poked "Katra", using one of her sharp claws.

"Sim-" Acheron started to say. He was abruptly cut off when Urian popped in.

"What's with the Abadonna?" Urian asked, tilting his head toward "Katra".

Acheron glanced from Simi to Urian, his gaze inquisitive and accusatory.

"For Archon's sake, does everyone know about her but me?" He exclaimed. "Katra" vanished with a curt wave of his hand.

Meanwhile, lightning crackled outside, a byproduct of Acheron's foul mood.

Simi remained quiet for once. She was evidently nervous. Her yellow eyes skittered around the room, refusing to meet Acheron's probing stare. She remotely sensed beneath it all, he was hurt. He never expected his baby girl to hide important information from him.

"So her name's Katra? Where have I heard that name before? How come you know her Simi?"

Still, Simi offered no response.

"Simi." Acheron prompted again. His tolerance was beginning to slip.

"The Simi is sorry Akri, but she can't tell you."

"And why is that?" He asked in a flat tone.

Simi raised her eyes for a short minute, then kept them glued to the floor. She seemed to be transfixed by the golden sun and lightning bolt emblem on the floor. "The Simi promised Apollymi Akri. The Simi don't break her promises. Please don't be mad." She pleaded in a small, repentant voice.

Acheron inhaled and shut his eyes, as if to rid himself of the betrayal churning in the pit of his stomach.

"Go to your room Simi." He ordered. He didn't want to see her. He couldn't believe his "baby" kept something like this from him.

After Simi left without a sound, Acheron directed his attention to Urian.

"What do you know about Katra?"

"Not much. Apparently only a few know of her existence and true intentions. She's a mystery. The Destroyer decreed the Abadonna is not to be harmed. When I was a Daimon, the Abadonna opened bolt holes for us, we went through it. No questions asked. Per Artemis' orders, she protected my sister in law and my nephew. She used to serve both The Destroyer and Artemis, but I heard Artemis released her a while ago."

Urian saw recollection dawn his master's face.

"Wulf asked me to check out a handmaiden named Katra a while back. I never got around to it with all the excitement that went down." Acheron said, more to himself than to Urian. "Anything else?"

"Word in Kalosis is, Stryker-" Urian curled his lip at the mention of his father, "royally pissed off Apollymi. She punished everyone by taking away the powers she bestowed, and shut herself up in her room. What's going on Ash?"

"I don't know. Katra helped me, but I didn't get a chance to ask her anything. I need to find her. This is all news to me. Go Urian. Report back to me if you hear anything else."

Stepping back, Urian nodded his head, then departed.