Amazonian Mirror

Hippolyta stood in front of her mirror, waiting for contact.
Half a world away, she was known as the Queen of the Amazons.  Here, she was little more than Helen Prince, mother of Diana.  She and her daughter had lived in the United States for the past two years, hiding their true identities from the world.

They had initially moved to Coast City, in California—the beaches reminded them of home—but they soon decided to move to Metropolis, centered at the heart of the country.

The mirror in front of her suddenly rippled, as though it were made of water.  Slowly, as the ripples smoothed out again, the image of a young woman appeared in the glass.  She was medium height, with blonde-red hair, and wore light clothes of white linen.

"Alexa," Hippolyta said with a smile.
"My queen," Alexa said, bowing.  Her voice was gentle and youthful.  She was one of the youngest Amazons, and did not possess the war-hardened cynicism of her older sisters.
"What news from home?"
"Your people miss you, my queen.  But aside from that, we are doing quite well."
"I am glad to hear it."
Alexa smiled once more, but this time with a tinge of... something.  Something Hippolyta didn't quite recognize.
"What troubles you?" Hippolyta asked.
"My queen, I... the oracle..." Alexa was struggling to find the right words.  Hippolyta was beginning to worry.  "What of the oracles?" she asked.
"The oracles report that... that Circe has left her prison."
Hippolyta's eyes went wide with shock.  "What?!? How?! She was imprisoned in the Pit of Eternal Torment!  I sent her there myself!"
"Yes, my queen, but her crimes were against only you.  The gods have granted her parole, provided that she... well, leaves you alone."
Hippolyta thought in silence for a moment.  "...Does this arrangement include all of the Amazons as well?"
Alexa slowly shook her head. "No."
Hippolyta clenched her fists and shut her eyes in anger.
Alexa tried to reassure her.  "My queen, worry not for us.  We are not entirely defenseless here, after all."
Hippolyta gave Alexa a slight smile. "No, I suppose not."
Another thought sprang to her mind, however, and that smile quickly faded.
"What about my daughter?"
Alexa's smile faded as well. "No. She is not protected."  Before Hippolyta could react, Alexa spoke up again. "However, if I may, your highness... you and Diana are perfectly hidden in man's world.  No one outside of this island knows where you are.  Since you are now immune to her magic, any spell Circe might use to find you will fail.  And I doubt she even knows that Diana exists, since your daughter was not yet born when Circe was imprisoned."
Hippolyta smiled at Alexa.  The young Amazon always had her head in a book, and was far wiser than her age would have granted her.
"Let us hope you are right," Hippolyta said calmly.  "But now I must go.  My daughter is bringing a boy home for dinner."
Alexa's confused expression was the last thing Hippolyta saw in the mirror before shutting it off.