"What is it that vexes you so, Ares Cylon?" I ask as I appear from behind the altar.

He is clearly taken aback by my sudden appearance. He takes a deep breath and stands up. Even though I am standing on the altar platform, Ares towers over me, so tall and muscular. His dark, penetrating eyes lock on mine as he finally speaks.

"Priestess, I am surprised to see you here. I...uh...just stopped in to say a quick prayer."

"May the goddess hear you then and give you blessings."

"May I ask what brings you here?" he asks with respect.

"You," I inform him, not elaborating right away.

"Me?"

"Yes. I have a message for you from the queen, I mean, the Lady of the Isles. She asked me to inform you that she is sufficiently recovered and wishes to see you before you leave to return to Vathypetro."