The Greek Lover by Jocelyn Kelley

Author:Jocelyn Kelley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2011-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Zoe woke with a headache. Getting up, she saw a bottle of oil and what looked the strigil on the carved chest. She grimaced. She wasn’t going to cover herself in oil, and then use the miniscythe to scrape it and dirt off. Remembering the pool in the courtyard, she wondered where she could find a bucket. She added soap and a fluffy towel to her list of top ten things for Time Raiders to pack.

From beyond the house’s walls, Zoe could hear the city waking. Scents of herbs and spices, some she couldn’t identify, wafted past the linen curtain across the doorway.

A wrinkled, gray-haired woman who introduced herself as Korinna brought her a plate of bread and figs for breakfast. With it was a goblet of water. Zoe ate the food, then used most of the water to freshen up.

With food in her stomach, she pushed aside the curtain so she could look for Drakon. She didn’t have to go far.

He sat by the pool, staring into it as if he’d never seen water before. She put her hands on his shoulders and massaged his tight muscles while she waited for him to look up.

One minute passed, then five, then ten. Finally, a sigh rushed through him, and he gave her a weary smile. The fist print on his face was turning a variety of deep blues and purples.

“Have you been out here all night?” Zoe asked.

“I need answers.”

She knelt beside him. “I know. Me, too.” She paused, then said, “Thank you for helping me fight off those goons.” Did goons translate into ancient Greek?

It must have because Drakon gave her a boyish smile. “I suspect you could have handled them on your own.” His smile faded as he reached within his belt. “One of them carried this.”

He held out a small battered pouch. Opening it, he began to drop the silver coins into her hand.

Zoe gave them back. “Let me see the bag.”

He handed it to her.

She closed her hands around it and closed her eyes. A tingle, not unlike when she’d traveled through time, rushed to her fingertips. Within her mind, a face took form. She gasped when she recognized the white-bearded man.

“Archippos!” She almost dropped the bag.

“What of him?” asked Drakon.

“This bag is his.”

“How do you know?”

Zoe drew in a deep breath, then let it sift between her teeth. She didn’t like speaking of her psychic ability, especially since it had betrayed her. But Drakon knew she was a seer.

After she explained, Drakon asked, “Is that how you knew about Charis’s new son?”

“Yes. She held your scrying bowl during her labor. Her essence was still on it.”

“Is that how you entered my vision?”

Zoe hated the blush burning her cheeks when she thought of what she’d experienced. “I don’t know.”

“Nor do I, but I know Archippos would never send killers after us. He is a man of standing in Athens, a respected voice heeded in the agora.” He clenched his fists on his knees. “He cares so much about his sailors that he wants me to protect them on the fickle seas.

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