“Mariah, what are you doing here?” A young man with long golden hair rushed Mariah on seeing her and he stopped moving when he saw the sleeping man she was sitting beside on the ground. “Who is this?”
“Dionysus, please, I need your help.” Mariah pleaded.
Dionysus knew he should ask more question but instead, he sighed and helped her carry Alaric. “Lord Vertimon is in your father’s palace as we speak, this is the best time to sneak into the waters without him noticing.”
“Thank Goddess,” Mariah breathed a sigh of relief.
As they approached the big sea, Dionysus turned to Mariah. “He is not a wanted man, is he?”
Mariah didn’t answer.
“Mariah, I won’t get in trouble with my uncle for doing this, will I?”
“Dionysus, I can’t tell you more other than the fact that this man saved my life an
