"If this is, indeed, the path you have chosen and you still wish to take Queen Thera's life, if only to satisfy your lust for her royal blood to quench your revenge.., well then," Kayla paused as she gave the other women a deep and solemn look "Then we can not, will not, and shall not travel back to Sparta with our sons, and your brave men, nor you, oh King Vyakles." here Vyakles gave a confused look as the former Calvary officer continued "Rather, we have chosen a different path for ourselves, in service to our Queen, whom is willing now to give up her life in sacrifice, for the benefit and freedom of her children, and so too we." Kayla paused turning to her fellow warriors and friends "For we would rather die by Queen Thera's side, than be alive on this Earth without her."
Here the king and his soldiers gathered behind him bore witness to the vision of these strong, brave, beautiful women slip out of their thin, linen garments, then standing naked, their bronze skin glistening with sweat in the sunshine, they all held hands with one another kneeling down in the sand before the vengeful king. Then Amarra spoke up imploring the king in a voice that was most sweet and kind "We pray only one favor, oh Great King, we will freely, easily give up our lives as a sacrifice to the gods and to our Queen, but we will only do so if our hearts can die at the end of your blade." here a great cheer arose from the women.
"Why? Why Amarra? Why Kayla?" here the king stepped closer over to the women, who tilted their heads towards his face, and he recognized them all, even though it had been years since the last time he saw them gathered at the feast in Themiscyra. Vyakles looked into the eyes of Jessa, the Queen's physician, La Scoffa, her chef and horticulturist, Katara and Johanna her prized archers, Ia, her academia and philosopher, and lastly Iona and Scotia, the larger of the women, former, members of the phalanx and the Queen's personal security detail. "Why would you have me do this to you all?" Vyakles questioned them with a terrible vexation filling his already troubled mind.
"We will gladly cross over with our Glorious Queen into the After World, step into all of Eternity, so that Thera may have a little company." Scotia spoke up with a bright and shining peaceful smile upon her face. All the women appeared now to be in the grip of some sort of euphoric, possibly drug induced, state. However the great king and his soldiers knew this was not the case, for these women were descended from a warrior class of people who had waged war for over 700 years, their life was a religion of Unity, Loyalty, Respect and Honor. So even now, as their Queen was prepared to sacrifice her life for the satisfaction and vengeance of king, so too were these ladies ready to embrace the cold, sharp steel of his blade out of their extreme Unity. Now this was very touching, but this was all a little too much for the embittered heart of the King to take, though he would be quite capable of spilling out his rage, when the time came. "We have prepared ourselves for this day." Kayla said softly.
"So this is your message and answer? This is the path of death you have chose, the After World is where you wish to go?"
"Aye!" came a unified loud shout from the women gathered naked together, holding hands, kneeling down in the sand, heads pointed up high towards the sky, in an execution pose, exposing the flesh of their necks and naked breasts.
"Very well.., Ladies! I will give you, each, the death that you so willing seek!" Vyakles shouted thinking somehow he was being cheated.
"No!" came Thera's voice as loud as lion's roar as she stepped out from the tall grass underneath the shade of the date palms where she had watched and waited. When Vyakles turned and beheld the beautiful naked, golden haired, green-eyed Thera standing so close to him it was as if she had appeared out of thin air as if by magic.
Here the king and his soldiers gathered behind him bore witness to the vision of these strong, brave, beautiful women slip out of their thin, linen garments, then standing naked, their bronze skin glistening with sweat in the sunshine, they all held hands with one another kneeling down in the sand before the vengeful king. Then Amarra spoke up imploring the king in a voice that was most sweet and kind "We pray only one favor, oh Great King, we will freely, easily give up our lives as a sacrifice to the gods and to our Queen, but we will only do so if our hearts can die at the end of your blade." here a great cheer arose from the women.
"Why? Why Amarra? Why Kayla?" here the king stepped closer over to the women, who tilted their heads towards his face, and he recognized them all, even though it had been years since the last time he saw them gathered at the feast in Themiscyra. Vyakles looked into the eyes of Jessa, the Queen's physician, La Scoffa, her chef and horticulturist, Katara and Johanna her prized archers, Ia, her academia and philosopher, and lastly Iona and Scotia, the larger of the women, former, members of the phalanx and the Queen's personal security detail. "Why would you have me do this to you all?" Vyakles questioned them with a terrible vexation filling his already troubled mind.
"We will gladly cross over with our Glorious Queen into the After World, step into all of Eternity, so that Thera may have a little company." Scotia spoke up with a bright and shining peaceful smile upon her face. All the women appeared now to be in the grip of some sort of euphoric, possibly drug induced, state. However the great king and his soldiers knew this was not the case, for these women were descended from a warrior class of people who had waged war for over 700 years, their life was a religion of Unity, Loyalty, Respect and Honor. So even now, as their Queen was prepared to sacrifice her life for the satisfaction and vengeance of king, so too were these ladies ready to embrace the cold, sharp steel of his blade out of their extreme Unity. Now this was very touching, but this was all a little too much for the embittered heart of the King to take, though he would be quite capable of spilling out his rage, when the time came. "We have prepared ourselves for this day." Kayla said softly.
"So this is your message and answer? This is the path of death you have chose, the After World is where you wish to go?"
"Aye!" came a unified loud shout from the women gathered naked together, holding hands, kneeling down in the sand, heads pointed up high towards the sky, in an execution pose, exposing the flesh of their necks and naked breasts.
"Very well.., Ladies! I will give you, each, the death that you so willing seek!" Vyakles shouted thinking somehow he was being cheated.
"No!" came Thera's voice as loud as lion's roar as she stepped out from the tall grass underneath the shade of the date palms where she had watched and waited. When Vyakles turned and beheld the beautiful naked, golden haired, green-eyed Thera standing so close to him it was as if she had appeared out of thin air as if by magic.
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