"She isn't marrying him, father," Euterpe said to him softly, reaching out to put a hand tentatively on his leg. "And the child will be all Thalia, bright and beautiful and funny."
"Your are my blood and my heart," Euterpe said, "and I have always tried only to please you in everything I do, but..." she swallowed and took a breath, forcing herself not to look away from him. "I think you were wrong this time."