"Can't you at least allow my sister to rest for a few hours before accosting her?" She asked with exasperated reproach. "She's been traveling for weeks in her condition. She's exhausted. Whatever reunion you two need can surely wait until she's had proper sleep."
Nathan glanced toward Clytemnestra, his expression shifting from the intimate warmth he'd been showing Helen to something more casual and friendly as he stepped back, creating respectful distance from the pregnant woman.
"Clytemnestra," he acknowledged with a genuine smile. "How was the trip to your childhood homeland? I imagine returning to Sparta after so many years carried complicated emotions."
