And you will fight so beautifully that tears will prick the eyes of all in the arena and I will feel the victory in my heart as I watch the son of Atreus falls for the last time. Freedom must come to you then and never again will we have to seek permission to see one another.
[Filter: Hermes]
I must be impish, my dear.
I wish to send something to someone dear to me but you must give it to him in private.