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and that these Spartan men and women viewed the world differently than me and my people. There would be no one to comfort me, no one to care for me. I had to grow up and fast.
    Leonidas was up ahead with his men, but I had not realized that he had two men assigned to me. I had only noticed when they were right next to me flanking my horse. I looked side to side.
    “And you may be?” I asked annoyed.
    “I am Maron and this is my brother Alpheus. We were told to make sure you reach Sparta in one piece.” The one that answered was large, but short and solid, while his brother was long and lean.
    “Oh” I sighed heavily. “I’m assuming the king ask you to stay with me? Well tell the king I will be fine, you two can go on ahead.” I bit out.
    “I am sorry, but we are bound by duty and are not going to leave our posts” said Alpheus.
    “Beside…” Maron continued. “I want to know about the great Nikephoros. Is it true your father is over 6 feet tall and a giant? And how old is he? Did he really kill that many people? Is he really the one of the few remaining Heroic men?” I laughed at his amazement.
    “When my father fought in the Trojan War, he was very young, still in his teens. It was with Akhilles that he began to break out of his shell and show his strength. His legend grew as every task Akhilles gave him was accomplished and when the oracle decreed that my father was a god progeny, his name began to spread throughout our land. He is perhaps the only one left of the age of heroes and possibly his longevity has to do with who his father was.” I said with pride and sorrow. As I spoke, each word hurt my throat, I missed him.
    “Who was his father?” Maron whispered.
    I didn’t know the answer and so instead of letting him know that, I played boastful and said.
    “I cannot tell you, because if I do he, meaning my grandfather, will come and kill you for knowing.”
    Alpheus gave me a knowing look and just shook his head. At least Maron fell for it. They both left me alone the rest of the way.

    As we rode closer to Sparta, I could see homes lining the path that led to the city’s center. Woman and children began to come out and watched as I rode by. The women were beautifully dressed in various colors of linens, their hair was done up delicately. They took care of how they looked and acted. Their eyes were fierce and determined, their children proud and strong.
    They bowed their heads slightly, giving me the acknowledgment as their queen. The world around was alien to me. Fear set in as I kept riding closer to the city’s agora. I watched as men from the convoy began to get off their horses and greet their families. All these happy people, seeing their loved ones’ faces again, had made me happy, but all of these faces were mere strangers to me. I smiled not to seem fearful, after all they were Spartans and their reputation preceded them.
    To be a queen to such people and act scared would be an insult, not only to them, but to my father’s name and my mother’s as well. Maron looked around and I guess he saw his wife.
    “Well my queen, this is where we leave you. Our king is up ahead, just follow the road and he will be there waiting.” He said without hesitation.
    Alpheus glared at him, perhaps unhappy with his brother’s behaviour. He then told me that he would take me the rest of the way.
    As we rode up the road that led to the city’s center I could see the marvelous homes and shops that made up most of Sparta. There were a few temples, but the most prominent one was of Artemis. We finally stopped in front of a grand staircase that led to an open courtyard. I looked to see that almost every Spartan stood waiting as all eyes were on me.
    As I got closer to the palace, I could see Leonidas getting off his horse and walking up the many stairs that led to the palace doors. I was willing him with my eyes, hoping he’d stop and wait for me. Just when I thought my thoughts reached him, he motioned for