After they leave the Roman port, the group headed by ship to the east, towards the Greek city of Athens.
As the ship closed in, the group could already see the pristine, white buildings of the city looming before them. Sure enough, it was as beautiful in person as it was in the stories they had heard. Despite this, though, Julian turned anxiously to Klea as the distance between them and Athens began to close.
"Klea," he started, the anxiety apparent in his voice. "Why don't we just head straight to Egypt and east to seek this place that Emery is looking for?"
Upon hearing this, she huffed. "Huh! The nerve of all you people! Can't you see we are taking a special guest from Briton here?"
The others shuffled uncomfortably. Klea simply rolled her eyes and continued. "Just be a good host, okay? Besides, you are on my ship, which means I decide our route."
