not about to argue with someone who could poke me in the eye with a fork. I was dubious about the effectiveness of her new combat attachments, but I didn’t say anything. I understood that this was about Luguselwa taking charge of her situation, not giving up, doing what she could with what she had. When you’ve gone through a life-changing shock, positive thinking is the most effective weapon you can wield.
I wrapped her utensils more tightly in place while explaining what I’d seen in my dream drive: Meg trying not to crumble under the influence of Nero, the emperor’s fasces floating in its radioactive room, and the leontocephaline, waiting for us to try and take it.
“We’d best hurry, then.” Lu grimaced. “Tighter with that tape.”
My efforts obviously hurt her, judging from the crinkles around her eyes, but I did as she asked.
“Right,” she said, swiping the air with her utensils. “That’ll have to do.”
I tried for a supportive smile. I wasn’t sure Captain Fork and Knife would have much luck against Gunther or the leontocephaline, but if we met a hostile rib-eye steak, Lu would be queen of the combat.
“And no sign of the other thing?” she asked.
I wished I could’ve told her yes. I had wanted so badly to see visions of the entire troglodyte corporation digging into Nero’s basement and disabling his fire vats. I would have settled for a dream of Nico, Will, and Rachel charging to our rescue, yelling loudly and waving noisemakers.
“Nothing,” I said. “But we still have time.”
“Yeah,” Lu agreed. “Minutes and minutes. Then the party starts and the city burns. But, okay. Let’s concentrate on what we can do. I have a plan to get us out of here.”
A cold shiver ran down my neck as I thought about my silent conversation with the guardian of the fasces. “And I have a plan for what to do when we get out.”
Then we both said together, “You’re not going to like it.”
“Oh, joy.” I sighed. “Let’s hear yours first.”
LU WAS RIGHT.
I hated her plan, but since time was short and Gunther might show up any minute with our party hats and various torture devices, I agreed to do my part.
Full disclosure: I also hated my plan. I explained to Lu what the leontocephaline would demand in exchange for the fasces.
Lu glowered like an angry water buffalo. “You’re sure?”
“I’m afraid so. He guards immortality, so—”
“He expects a sacrifice of immortality.”
The words hung in the air like cigar smoke—cloying and suffocating. This was what all my trials had led to—this choice. This was why Python had been laughing at me for months in my dreams. Nero had made the cost of his destruction giving up the one thing I wanted most. To destroy him, I’d have to forfeit my own godhood forever.
Lu scratched her chin with her fork hand. “We must help Meg, whatever the cost.”
“Agreed.”
She nodded grimly. “Okay, then that’s what we’ll do.”
I swallowed the coppery taste in my mouth. I was ready to pay the price. If it meant freeing Meg from the Beast, freeing the world, freeing Delphi…then I would. But it would’ve been nice if Lu had protested just a little on my behalf. Oh, no, Apollo! You can’t!
I suppose our relationship was past the point of sugarcoating, though. Lu was too practical for that. She was the sort of woman who didn’t whine about getting her hands cut off. She just taped silverware to her stumps and got on with business. She wasn’t going to give me a pat on the back for doing the right thing, however painful it was.
Still…I wondered if I was missing something. I wondered if we were really on the same page. Lu had a faraway look in her eyes, like she was calculating losses on a battlefield.
Maybe what I sensed was her worry about Meg.
We both knew that, under most circumstances, Meg was fully capable of rescuing herself. But with Nero…I suspected Lu, like me, wanted Meg to be strong enough to save herself. We couldn’t make the hard choices for her. Yet it was excruciating to stand by while Meg’s sense of independence was tested. Lu and I were like nervous parents leaving our child at school for the first day of kindergarten…except in this case the kindergarten teacher was a homicidal megalomaniac emperor. Call us crazy, but we didn’t trust what Meg might learn in that classroom.
Lu met my eyes one last time. I imagined her packing away her doubts and fears