'Eleanor?'
She sighed and stepped into their room, where Emma was busy tying the laces of her Converse.
'You should be sleeping,' Eleanor said before Lana put her finger to her lips and pointed to Lucy Jo, who was still fast asleep. Eleanor nodded and continued in a whisper. 'We're going to Seville. We have reason to believe that Sthenelaus is there.'
'We're coming too.' Lana said instantly.
'No, Lana, I think you should sit this one out and stay with your family.'
'No, please, Eleanor, we want to help, and you know that my visions can help. Please let us come.'
'I don't think that's a good idea.'
'What's going on?' asked a sleepy Patrick, who appeared in the doorway, tying the belt of his dressing gown.
'Dad, they're going to try and catch Sthenelaus.'
'Why didn't you wake me? Wa
