"Left at the statue of Persephone...or is it right?" Calliope frowned at the statue trying to remember which side of the hall the damned thing was supposed to be on. It stared placidly back at her, one hand gripping a scepter and the other offering up a startlingly well carved pomegranate. She sighed.
"A little too late for that." she muttered, running a hand briefly over her stomach. She'd have at least one more month before she'd even start to show...that is if she were anything like her eldest sister. And then what?
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