*Eris' POV*

I sat beneath the shaded statue and looked up at her. She was gorgeous, but I couldn't tell which of the Goddesses she was supposed to be. There was no name on the base of the statue, not even of the artist. As I stared at her kind face, I felt a sense of calm wash over me and closed my eyes. A warm breeze rustled a nearby tree before it whipped around me and I opened my eyes to see Kyros standing there.

His face was pinched and hard. "Is everything ...