he grinned and I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes. I did not want to get into a conversation about his connections to various goddesses at that point in time.“Divine Hecate, though we are unworthy, I beseech thee to heed our humble request,” I tried again without further comment. “Please open this portal to Midian in your celestial wisdom, so that we may rescue a friend, and contain a great evil.”“Wow, I’m impressed. Have you done this before?”“Appeal to a pagan goddess? Not so much. But if it’ll help I’ll dance naked on a sacrificial altar.”“Now that I’d like to see.” “We might have to if she doesn’t hear me,” I frowned, as a big, fat nothing happened. “How long should this take to work?”“Maybe she’s busy,” he shrugged. “They get a lot of random petitions, especially at night.”“Are you sure the blood you used was from an actual virgin?”“Of course I am. At least, I’m pretty sure it is,” he frowned. We’d both seen the stone turn from green to red, that had to count for something. Deciding to try again, I left all the flowery speech by the wayside, opting for a more heartfelt appeal. “Hecate? I know you’re busy, but we really need your help. If you could please open the portal to Midian for us, we have to get our friend out, and we’re running out of time. I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.
