Book Seven: Chapter 23

“Trust your instincts, my champion.” Hestia’s eyes fluttered and her eyes changed blue again as the goddess withdrew from Naia’s body.

“Oh!” Naia exclaimed, then shivered. “I always feel so warm when she’s been here.”

“I’m happy to hear that.” Mike ran his hands through Naia’s hair, then had to pull a strand of it out of Grace’s mouth. After Hestia had revealed herself, Mike had made the goddess promise to speak through Naia only with her knowledge and permission. Naia had been more than willing to accommodate the goddess, but Mike felt a lot better knowing that the nymph was a willing participant.

“There you are.” Zel came around the side of the house, followed closely by Callisto. The two trotted over in unison, but Callisto stopped at Amymone’s tree when the dryad showed him a book with a dragon on the cover. He could already read on his own and had found a kindred soul in the dryad, who was willing to read anything to or with him.

Mike covered Grace’s ear