Rick Riordan
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
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“I knew nothing of this. But I have offered the man my protection. He has been a most
useful—”
“I offer you a choice,” Minos said. “Turn over the fugitive to me, and this gold is yours. Or risk
making me your enemy. You do not want Crete as your enemy.”
Cocalus paled. I thought it was stupid for him to look so scared in the middle of his own
throne room. He should’ve summoned his army or something. Minos only had two guards. But
Cocalus just sat there sweating on his throne.
“Father,” his oldest daughter said, “you can’t—”
“Silence, Aelia.” Cocalus twisted his beard. He looked again at the glittering gold. “This pains
me, Minos. The gods do not love a man who breaks his oath of hospitality.”
“The gods do not love those who harbor criminals, either.”
Cocalus nodded. “Very well. You s