There he was, amidst those whose fate was so tragic my heart ached. He was entering the castle I knew and loved. My father allowed those who were going into the maze one final feast. The house was decorated with flowers and ribbons hanging from the ceilings accompanied by delicacies the chefs prepared only this time of year. I hated this time of year, the time when innocent civilians were sacrificed for my father 's Minotaur. It always seemed like the angel of death was lurking through the halls. Despite this, my heart felt different. Maybe it was the fact that he was there. His hair was light brown, his eyes the shade of emeralds, and his jawline was so distinct it could cut glass. I had heard rumors about him, the great Theseus,
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How could I have been so naïve? Tears streamed down my face, all I could think about was Theseus. Maybe he didn’t actually leave me? One doesn’t actually leave someone they love, right? In the midst of making excuses for him, I felt a tap on my shoulder; it was a handsome man with red wavy hair and a muscular physique. I thought to myself, “When did I become noticeable to all these men?” His eyes were blue and soft, he then offered his hand and strangely I felt comforted. He let go and in a deep voice exclaimed, “Hello beautiful maiden, I am Hercules.” I spent most of my time with Hercules and I began to develop feelings for him. I knew that Theseus and Hercules were cousins and rivaled each other since boyhood; maybe that’s why I was fixated. One day we were taking a walk along the beach; the sun was warm and the water glimmered like diamonds. In that moment Hercules got down on one knee and proposed. I accepted and we agreed to move back to Athens to get married.
Hercules and I made it back to Athens. I know I promised to marry him but he still wasn’t Theseus. I should have moved on. Hercules wouldn’t hurt me and would have cared for me better than the man who abandoned me on an island. Was I only willing to marry him in order to get back at
How could I have been so naïve? Tears streamed down my face, all I could think about was Theseus. Maybe he didn’t actually leave me? One doesn’t actually leave someone they love, right? In the midst of making excuses for him, I felt a tap on my shoulder; it was a handsome man with red wavy hair and a muscular physique. I thought to myself, “When did I become noticeable to all these men?” His eyes were blue and soft, he then offered his hand and strangely I felt comforted. He let go and in a deep voice exclaimed, “Hello beautiful maiden, I am Hercules.” I spent most of my time with Hercules and I began to develop feelings for him. I knew that Theseus and Hercules were cousins and rivaled each other since boyhood; maybe that’s why I was fixated. One day we were taking a walk along the beach; the sun was warm and the water glimmered like diamonds. In that moment Hercules got down on one knee and proposed. I accepted and we agreed to move back to Athens to get married.
Hercules and I made it back to Athens. I know I promised to marry him but he still wasn’t Theseus. I should have moved on. Hercules wouldn’t hurt me and would have cared for me better than the man who abandoned me on an island. Was I only willing to marry him in order to get back at