The Curse of Beauty: The Story Behind the Myth (Ancient Legends Book 1) by Lauren Lee Merewether

Author:Lauren Lee Merewether [Merewether, Lauren Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LLMBooks Publishing
Published: 2022-02-15T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

The Curse of Knowledge

Gorgon

Gorgon set foot in Argos, the small town upon its hill. He sniffed the air. Blood.

Lady Atana was full-on in the sky. The light tweets of the birds settled in the day, but where were the sounds of the bronze smith, the farmer, and the chatter of people?

Heavy footsteps plodded around but not the pitter-patter of children’s feet. Gorgon scanned the city, noticing men sitting next to their bronze armor and men in tunics but with blades of length attached to them.

Where are the women? Gorgon asked himself as he made his way farther inside the city. Aner’s excessive talking annoyed his ears. The man’s eyes were affixed to Oceanus.

Ignorant man. Foolish man.

Gorgon peered over to Kaspar, who walked beside him. He shared a similar concern by tell of his furrowed brow.

Where are the Argives? Have we been lured into a trap?

Gorgon gripped Agnas’ hand, pulling her closer to him. Why did I bring Agnas? Why did I not listen to my instincts?

When they came upon the town’s center, crying women walked to and fro with children huddled tightly against them.

Aner stopped and seemed to notice. “Why are they mourning?” he finally asked after a long pause.

“Their Chieftain died and went to Posedawone, or your Grain-Mother,” Oceanus said and gestured toward the Chieftain’s courtyard.

Aner sighed. “Ah, well, he was aged. It was his time.”

“Yes, it was,” Oceanus slithered from his mouth.

Kaspar whispered to Gorgon, “Or you killed him.”

Gorgon nodded and spoke aloud, “If he is with the Grain-Mother, then why are we eating in his house? Should the Chieftain’s position not have fallen to his child?”

Oceanus peered back at Gorgon through slits. He smiled, and with despondency in his voice, said, “Before we had come, an illness had taken his household. They asked me to stay here while a new leader is chosen to not breed discord.”

Then he patted Aner’s shoulder and led him inside. Kaspar and Gorgon paused, letting Taure and the other Council members go inside first.

Agnas whispered, “This does not seem right. Where are all the Argive men? I see nothing but soldiers.” Her eyes darted around.

Gorgon swallowed. “They are probably dead, Agnas. But I am not ready to die today,” he said.

“Neither am I,” she said and patted her leg where her dagger was tied.

“Or I,” Kaspar said.

“Whatever happens in there, Kaspar, ensure Agnas is safe—”

“No, Gorgon,” Agnas interrupted. “Whatever happens, if it comes to death, one of us must make it back to Tiryns and warn them.”

“I will not leave you, Agnas,” Gorgon said.

“You will do what is best for Tiryns.” She locked eyes with him. “Our children are there.”

Kaspar nodded. “For Tiryns.” He stepped inside.

A pit grew in Gorgon’s belly, and he closed his eyes, leaving Agnas to place her soft lips upon his cheek. “We do not want to be rude and be late for such negotiations with our new allies.”

She pulled his hand toward her belly, and they walked in together.

This is truly where I find out if I am wrong or right.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.