Deciding curiosity beat out caution, she continued to stroll up the path to the dilapidated cottage. She was greeted by the stranger, and she allowed her tail to wave gently to announce her lack of intent to harm.
Hello. You seem lost.
Keeping her voice neutral and calm, she drew closer.
It is not my home you stand within. I am merely a traveler. Another soul stolen away to this land.
Coming to a halt only a few steps away from the lass, she settled onto her haunches.
You will not find what you seek, child. It has been taken from you. There is no way back.
She attempted to soften the words so they would not be so painful to hear.
I am Melinoë, daughter of Hades, King of the Underworld. And who are you?
