"No," Briseis said, shaking her head, putting down her wine glass and moving closer to her on the couch. She voice was gentle and earnest. "I know you loved him, and I know he wasn't a game."
Briseis took Helen's hand again, watching that beautiful profile as the brunette looked away. "I trust you completely, Helen. I understand your curse, and I understand what the gods have done to you. If I could kill every god for you, I would." She said it like a pledge, like an oath. She wanted to tear down all that was left of Olympus to make this demi-god queen happy.