"Reign in your winds, Aeolus," Athena commanded. Her helm shadowed her eyes, accentuating the grimness of her bearing. "They threaten the convoy that brings new columns for my temple at Aphaia."

"Wise maiden," he replied, "Poseidon, lord of the sea and waves, has ordered me to unleash them and hound the fleets of those who have spurned his protections. I cannot obey both commands – and my island lies at his mercy."

"Surely we can come to some accord."

He saw her hand tighten on her Aegis.

"Send your fleet to Egina, merciful lady, and they should be spared the worst."