Chapter 11

Rhia dreamed she was alone in the open sea, sitting on the back of a sea turtle. A breeze blew around her; she breathed deeply, and smiled. Then listened, there was a voice on the wind. A familiar voice, the voice she had heard when she was trapped in ice. The voice of the sea, Calypso.

Be at peace my child. You must listen to your love. He speaks the truth. This is not your fate, you must let him go.

"But, I love him. I can't, I love him too much. I can't let him do that for me. Oh, goddess, why can't I take his place? Jones wants me anyway." Rhia asked.

Because, my child, it's his fate to kill his grandfather, and I have other plans for you, and in the future, him. This is my will child. You must go through with the plan. Say your goodbyes on the dawn. Noon will bring the storm to end it all.