Crius stretched his arms above his head and let out a yawn. He closed his eyes and inhaled the salty ocean breeze, smiling happily. He opened his eyes and looked up at the night sky, at the moon that illuminated the world around him. He had missed this place, his home. He was glad to get back to a sense of normalcy. The war between the Scylla Army and the Thoosa rebels had finally come to a stop after the signing of a treaty. He himself had been part of the army, working as a medic to treat both sides. There were some of his fellow soldiers that had seen his aiding the rebels as an act of betrayal, but his superiors had told them to leave him alone, that healing was his job. He had not enjoyed seeing so many wounded and bleeding, especially those that had been brought to him too late. He was more than happy to be back in Ladon and the first person he wanted to see was his sister. He had been worried about her while he was away, especially when he had received a letter telling him that another stranger was staying at her house, a woman named Nesoi. He told her on many occasions she was far too trusting and often feared she would come to harm.