after darkâor alone.â
âOh, poo!â said Persephone.
âDouble poo!â Proserpine agreed.
âPersephone, what is it that you wanted to tell me? Is it the reason why Zeus has brought everyone here?â Pandy asked, her brow suddenly furrowed. âIs it to help ⦠or hurt me?â
âOoh, such a serious face.â Proserpine laughed.
âI know!â said Persephone. âWell, the official line is that weâre here on a family reunion holiday. And as far as helping goes, that I
donât
know. Zeus and Jupiter are calling the shots and itâs sort of a day-by-day thing. They both really want you to do this all on your own. But, yes, everyone knows about Hera, and thatâs why we wanted to talk to you.â
âFirst of all, good for you!â said Proserpine.
âI
know
!â
âI KNOW!â
âSecond,â Persephone continued, âwe know that Mercury is basically pulling double-messenger duty while Hermes is going back and forth to Persia to pick up Heraâs pieces. Sandals! You turned her into sandals! Oh, Hades, donât you just love it! Zeus is telling Hermes to go slow which is why you havenât seen her yet, but sheâll be restored any day now. And combined with Junoâs powers, sheâll be even nastier ⦠we think. We wanted you to be on guard!â
Pandy stood still for a moment; they were telling her nothing really useful, only that her time was now truly running out. Hera was probably going to kill her; same old, same old, blah, blah, blah. Only now, all the gods would get to watch.
âI should get this water back to the senator,â Pandy said.
âAnd we should get back,â Proserpine said. âSpeaking of guards, there was a gorgeous centurion who winked at me today while Caesar was talking. And I saw him pushing people aside with his sword to get to where we were standing before we disappeared. I wanna find him!â
âYouâre a married goddess!â laughed Persephone.
âSo are you and Iâve seen you looking!â
âOkay, honey,â Persephone said, turning to Alcie.âEveryone on the underworld food-prep staff says hello. Now, protect your friend and share the goodies. Weâll try to be in touch. Oh, I have
missed
you!â
âMe too, you,â Alcie said.
âI know!â
âBye, Pandy, bye, Alcie! See you,â said Proserpine, as the goddesses faded into nothingness.
âWell, now youâve met herâthem!â Alcie said as they walked back into the amphitheater.
Suddenly it struck Pandy: the bizarre thing that Persephone had said.
âAlcie,â Pandy said, stopping short. âWhy did Persephone say that it had been a few years between visits? You were in the underworld with her only a moon or so ago. What did she mean by
years
?â
âApri â¦,â Alcie started, then remembered her promise to herself that she was not going to swear using fruit anymore. âI mean, merciful Athena, I have no idea what she meant. It was probably nothing, because thatâs exactly what time means in the underworld: nothing. You saw Persephone, P, sheâs fantastic, but sheâs bonkers!â
âYeah,â Pandy said absently.
She was silent for several moments.
âLook,â Alcie said, knowing exactly what was bothering her best friend. âHeraâs tried to kill you before and she actually
did
kill me. Itâs nothing we canât handle.â
Pandy stopped right before she entered the tunnel that would take them out of the building and looked at the immense semicircle of seats.
âHow many people do you think this place holds?â
âApolloâs toenail if I know,â said Alcie, popping a dove heart into her mouth.
âAt least ten thousand people. And Iâm here almost every day. If I were Hera, this is where Iâd do it. Get a big crowd in here for some reason. A lot of