Arianna pulled away from under Menelaus' arm, as she reached to buckle her shoe she'd noticed had come undone now. She was closer to Helen now. "You said you're name is Helen." She tilted her head. "The Helen?" She narrowed her eyes, causing Menelaus to look at his daughter in question. The little girl just carried on her conversation as if she hadn't said a thing. "I've read about you before. In the library." Menelaus had never told her that he was an immortal once king. He'd never said anything to give her that impression, or so, he'd thought.