As we headed up a staircase toward what looked like the main building.
I heard a woman singing. Her voice drifted through the air like a lullaby. Her words were in some lan-guage other than Ancient Greek, but just as old—Minoan, maybe, or something like that. I could understand what she sang about—moonlight.
just as we went on the last step there was a door the singing stop and we went in and there was a beautiful women and a beautiful tapestry.
She stop looming and turned around she was a beautiful women with a white dress and brown hair with brown eyes.
she guided us too the next room and told us about what we could do here at her spa
She told her assistant to take Annabeth on a tour while she works with me so Annabeth went on a tour and i got turned into a ginnepig