Whoa... Chill and I looked at each other in shock. Not only did our parents calmly accept Hades's story, but the tale was much bigger than just a few goblins. We both reach out at the same time, and clasped hands together over the table. We needed contact with each other to help anchor ourselves after the big reveal.

“Don't you think you've put them in extreme danger by keeping them woefully ignorant of what's around them?” Hades didn't pull his punches, but he didn't know our parents. Also, using a word like woefully  made me want to giggle. It wasn't a word that fit his biker bad boy image at all.

Mom raised her eyebrow, her teal eyes fierce, “no, it was inevitable they would eventually be brought into the reality of what was around them. But I wanted them to have a normal childhood.” was her firm reply.

“Athena could have had her heart ripped out and fed to the goblin queen, if I hadn't stepped in. Though they looked more like they were interested in making her their queen... at first.” Hades made a face as he remembered my antics.

“Hey! I would have found my superpower eventually!” I defended myself. I mean, with all this crazy, that meant Chill and I had superpower's too, right? The goblins called Hades a wizard, that meant he had magic. At least that was my sound reasoning.

“You don't have superpowers, you're not a superhero, Athena.” Hades rolled his eyes.

I rolled them back. “They called me a shee, and they called you a wizard. They didn't call you a wizard for nothing, that means they didn't call me a shee for nothing.”

“You aren't a Sidhe.” He rebutted.

It was mom who butted his rebuttal right out of existence, “actually, she is. Partly. Part fae anyway.”

Hades, Chill, and I all blinked and said, “What?” in unison. Though I just felt confused, my brother looked excited, and Hades looked like he'd eaten something bad.

“Juno's great grandmother fell into under-hill when she was nineteen. She fell in love with a fae lord. It was a whirlwind romance and set everyone's tongues to wagging. She didn't care, and they had a child together five years later.”

“Only a single child? Not a twin?” Hades asked, confusion, curiosity, and what Athena decided to call a horror, warred on his face.

“What do you mean, not a twin?” Chill asked, he seemed to be following this whole Sidhe thing a lot better than I was. I did know what a fae was though, I mean come on, with a brother like mine, some of his knowledge had to soak in, occasionally, a little bit, okay, maybe just the word. I don't know what it really means.

Her dad was the one to answer, “All of our kind come from seven long lines of wizards. It was our blessing by the goddess that every birth from those lines would be identical twins. There were no exceptions... until my great grandmother. In fact, the two of you are the first set of twins in my line in four generations.”