Chapter 354: Once Again, Threads

"This… should be far enough."

Deeper into the island, Rhys and Clio's steps halted as they reached the top of the small hills of Ithaca—probably miles away from the city.

"Did… we truly need to go here?" Clio's thin gowns were not enough to keep the cold winds that brushed along the night. She looked around, and aside from the small animals and the dancing of the leaves as the wind hit them, there were no other sounds whispering around the glade.

"Of course," Rhys nodded as he glanced at Clio, "Do you truly want other people to see Arachnea?"

"Arachnea…" Clio's eyes narrowed as she looked to the ground, "...I do not know much about this god—but I do know that she was cursed."

"Cursed…?" Rhys asked as he walked around the glade, making sure there truly weren't any people there—waiting to see if anyone followed them.