"Disappoint the Abraxans?!" she shook her head and smiled. "It's not them I'm worried about," she said quietly, turning to face Marcus full on. Trinity was ridden almost everyday. A day off wouldn't kill her.

When she was satisfied that he wouldn't back out, she turned back around. With a click of her tongue, Dionysus stepped closer. Iliana brought her hand up to stroke his mane and then drew her finger down his muzzle. "Be gentle with him," she whispered as the winged horse knelt down before her.

"He's all ready for you," she said, walking over to mount her own horse. Once she was comfortably in place, she gave Marcus a smile and said, "Where we're going, no one will see us."