Ankyra Sound Marigold

The sundancer. A small shudder ran through her, and her tears dried almost immediately. She had heard that before, she knew it. Suspicion crept into her expression as she looked at Riordan, but Reverie said nothing for a moment. How much did he know about her? And why was he only allowing her bits and pieces, if he knew so much? He wanted something from her, she felt, but before she could get any further with that thought she was interrupted.
Pain shot through her and she let out a little gasp. She looked down thoughtlessly, expecting blood already, but at first she saw nothing. Then the pain intensified, and she felt the first trickles of blood crawling down her legs. A moment later she saw it. It was darker than usual; thicker, too, she thought. Reverie took in a sharp breath and stepped into the water before she could think too much about it.
The sundancer.
When the water reached her thighs she turned back to Riordan, gilded gaze meeting the darkness of his. There was a challenge in her eyes then; a beckoning. She expected anger from him, and did not know why.