Greek Mythology Explained by Marios Christou David Ramenah & David Ramenah

Author:Marios Christou,David Ramenah & David Ramenah [Christou, Marios & Ramenah, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781633538979
Publisher: Lightning Source Inc.
Published: 2018-11-04T09:02:19+00:00

XIII. Ambition

Bellerophontes sat on his throne, staring at the bowl of soup in his lap. He trailed the spoon through the green mixture and brought it up to his face before depositing it back in the bowl, scowling at it. Months had passed since he’d become king, yet the foolish cook still couldn’t make a meal to his liking. He slammed his fists on the side of the throne before tossing the bowl to one side, not caring that most of it spilled on the floor.

‘Servant!’ he beckoned at the top of his lungs, so loud that the guards in the room were startled. He didn’t know why he even kept the guards, for what could anyone do against him? He supposed he liked the decorative effect they offered though, several mean men in armour—the same men who’d cowered from him on the Amazons’ island.

A man came limping out of a doorway on the side, his face gaunt and drooping. He’d lost most of his hair over the few short months, tufts of it still marooned on his head. Dark circles formed about his eyes, his cheeks unshaven and blotchy. Bellerophontes would have to speak to him about his appearance if he didn’t fix up.

‘You summoned me, my king?’ Lobates sank to one knee.

‘Servant,’ Bellerophontes addressed him, ‘send me the cook. I wish to yell at him for his idiocy!’

‘You’ve already yelled at him this morning,’ Lobates craned his head upwards. ‘And the night before. And the night before that. I fear he might quit.’

‘You fear?’ Bellerophontes glowered. ‘Servant, I think you have forgotten what fear actually is. Shall I bring Pegasus in here and show you?’

Lobates didn’t react in that feeble, beggaring manner that Bellerophontes had become accustomed to seeing in his subjects. Instead, Lobates just looked up with a tired, drained expression like he was about ready to fall on his face and nap.

‘No, sir,’ he muttered, ‘that won’t be necessary.’

He got up off his feet and brought the cook in a few moments later.

‘My king,’ the cook lowered his head as if that was the only respect he deserved. Bellerophontes had half the mind to give him a lesson on how to receive a king, but that would wait until after he’d yelled at him a bit for such a disgraceful bowl of soup.

‘Cook,’ he started, ‘the soup today was—’

‘What now?’ the cook sighed.

‘Foul,’ Bellerophontes snapped. ‘The soup today was so foul that had I served it to Pegasus, I think he might’ve died.’

‘Shame you didn’t,’ Lobates muttered under his breath. Bellerophontes would most certainly be speaking to him about his little wisecracks.

‘What was wrong with it this time?’ the cook sighed, folding his arms like he’d forgotten just who he was talking to.

‘First of all,’ Bellerophontes lifted the bowl, ‘I don’t like eating out of wooden bowls. What am I, a villager? I want ceramic! Secondly, you’ve put too much salt in the mixture. Anymore salt and I’d be…I’d be…’

‘Salty?’ Lobates finished for him.

‘Hmm,’ Bellerophontes nodded.

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