Left behind on an empty island with her adopted son and sister, Ariadne tried to make a new life in the following of the God of Wine.

Tried being the operative word.

Her sister is appalled by the lovestruck priest of Dionysus wooing her, straining their offered hospitality.

Fine. Ariadne had smoothed feathers in her sister's wake since their childhood, though she was tired of it. It wasn't even a hardship to talk to the cute priest prone to kind gestures.

Ariadne's past as Mistress of the Labyrinth refuses to stay behind her.

Fine. Ariadne was accustomed to violence, keeping the man eating Minotaur corralled since her enslaved childhood.

But nothing could prepare her for her son's past coming for him.