THIRTY-FOUR

“What are we doing here? Aren’t we supposed to be in the midlands?” she asked when she realized that Cerberus had bought her to the dining. “This is not the midlands.”

“I know the underworld’s geography better than you and I know this isn’t the midlands but you don’t need to go there.”

She gave Cerberus a confusing look. “How am I supposed to get Zeus’ attention here? Are you even helping me?”

“You don’t need to get his attention, Guinevere,” he said as he was pouring himself some wine on a chalice. She didn’t even notice when he got the wine but since she learned about magic, she stopped asking questions about it.

“What do you mean I don’t need to get his attention? That is the whole point of this! I need to get his attention so I could talk to him.”

“You don’t need to try getting his attention because you already got it.”

Now, she’s even more confused. Reading the expression on her face, Cerberus took a sip of his wine and faced her fully.

“Zeus knows who you are. He came all the wa