Chapter 11Christopher’s smile turned to surprise when he looked beyond Ares and saw a white horse with wings flying across the sky. “Look!” he said.
Ares turned. “It is Zeus.”
“On a flying horse?” Christopher asked.
“That, my friend, is Pegasus.”
The two men watched as the horse circled them a few times, and then landed, kicking up rocks and stones as he galloped the last few yards to where they were.
Zeus scrambled off the horse and rushed toward Ares, and embraced him. “Ares, my son. How very glad I am to have you home.”
“So, what’s this I hear about some kind of uprising in Olympus?”
“It’s Dagon. He’s a traitor, Ares. He’s been at my side these last few years, and now I learn that he has been working in the background to overthrow me.”
“How, Father?”
“Lies, half-truths. It bega
