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Prologue 2

(Martinos)





"Martinos, keep shield closer or it will fall out. When sword swings first block and than you trow him off balance.' told me my father.

Sweat dripped down my face and bare body. Hairband have fallen on my neck, making me feel hotter. Hair was in the way, but I knew better than that, try I fix it and this filthy soldier of my father will not show mercy on my royal body.

He hit his sword on my shield and I pretended to fall on my knees covering myself up with it. Soldier took it as my weak point and pressed harder, but than i threw myself to the right sticking my sword out. He did not have time to stop himself from falling and with pleasant squishing he was on the end of my sword.

Victory is my The filthy beasts should know better than that.

'I won father' said I, placing my leg on the body of soldier in symbol of supremacy and victory.

'You killed one of many. if there is an army you rather not stand a chance' replied he coldly

'Than give me an army and I shall cover the earth with their blood'

'Dear goods, son of my do not say such cruel words' said my mother, with fear in her eyes.

'You do not know what you speak of woman, in business of man there is no place for you.' said father.

'My King, our son is only ten, but yet he as cruel as a demon is.'

'Woman, war does not have mercy on a child, so why should child be merciful to a war?'

'If you my Lord would not start a fight, there would be none'

'Close that filthy mouth of yours or I shall do it myself' said king, pointing his sword at woman's chest " If you hate us so much, than go to your beloved bull. Go and take your shame with you. And there shall not be anymore fights in my house. But know this, before the year is out, the love of yours will find its end on my spear, and son of his will lick the dirt off my sandals and blood off my sword.'

Woman's eyes filled with water, without a word she bowed to the king and took her leave.



***



She was crying in her room. She never loved us, nor was there need for her love. This woman brought shame upon our house, by interfering with a man from bulls island. Father told me that she had a son, but I never knew him. But tonight I shall grant my long waiting desire.

'Mother' said I quietly.

'Yes, Martinos?' replayed she, wiping her tears away.

'Tell me of my brother'

She froze. Her eyes narrowed and were on me and carefully calculating my innocent face.

'Why child of my should it concern you?'

'You are my mother as well as his I will not let father hurt my brother. I rather die than let him suffer.'

'Oh my son" said she, trowing herself on her knees and embracing her hands around me 'Come sit with me and I shall tell you' she sat on the bed and began her story.

First time in my life I saw her smiling as she spoke.

'He look a lot like you, except for his hair. Yours is black as the night and his is is as light as the sun is. He will be a king someday, as that's is how you will be. But for now he is a student of his father, whom I dearly loved.'

She was shining. I did not liked it. She saw me fight and win everyday, but not once have her lips prized me - unlike her other son. He cannot be like me. I am the only one, I am pure, strong, son of gods and shall rule as god. My fingers reached to the handle of the dagger. Without her noticing I took it out. She did not look at me her blue eyes were red from crying, red lips curved in a little joyful smile as she spoke. And white long hair war everywhere, but not on her face. Carefully I slide my hand on her back, as if embracing her. Than pulling her hair back and stabbing her soul*. She did not scream, just made a gulping sound and looked at me with her eyes wide open.

'My son... why?' tear run down her cheek

'I hate you, as much as you hate me. If you cant be with them here, you shall be with then on other side of the world.' I made you a favor stupid woman. No one wants you here. Wait for them there, on the other side.



***

'My King, we should get in trust with them. This way they will not expect no attack from us.'

'What makes you think, they will trust you?' asked father, while ripping meat off the bones like a starving lion. Blood of half raw meat dripped on his black beard.

'I will bring them news of shameful woman's death, I will be "friend" with their prince, who I believe, as dumb as the woman was.'

King sat back quietly, looking in to the nowhere. I knew that he was thinking about can of cannot he trust me. And how much he can save on man and weapons if they get Crete off guard. and than finally he replied with careful choice of words.

'You have my permission to attend Crete. if you succeed you will be master there, but if you not you will not be a son of my anymore' he coughed and asked ' How much time do you need?"

"Nine years"

'Nine years?!' his eyes widened " I rather take them down now, than shall wait this long"

'King of Crete will not trust me right away. As years will pass his love and trust will grow towards me. I am almost eleven, as I turn twenty I shall make a present for myself, by destroying bulls ruler.'

'And what you expect me to do during these years, watch you play rocks and hoops, and cover myself with dust?'

'We will trade with Cretans, this way we gain. My King will protect borders of our home and begin producing goods, rather than concurring.'





*Soul-part of body between breasts, it was believed where spirit of life is contined.

by R.E.V.K.



Prologue



(Aggalious)





'Tell me father why mother cannot live with us?"

Father have turned his head my way, his noble and full of love gaze has been fixed on me now. Yes, if there is such a thing as ideal king, then it was my father. Dark brown skin, light honey eyes, tall and strong figure. He truly was a decent king of Kheftiu.

'My son, Crete welcomes every guest and tradesman, but not more then for two days. Destiny have brought me and your mother together, with most beautiful women of Greece. By our laws, if human or any other creature that is breathing is born here, then it has the right to choose whether to live on island or leave from here. I have convinced her to give birth to you here, she cannot live here, and offspring of her love can cause her trouble on mainland, in their barbaric culture!'

'Am I trouble father?' asked I, feeling guilty about my existence.

He bend one of his knees to be on same level as I am. And his strong hands squeezed my shoulders on each side.

'Never again say these words. Most precious thing for me is you and our people.' his hands went trough my white hair ' Oh my, how much you look like your mother. White like bubble of great ocean skin, blue as the sky eyes, and like a dry plant hair, but alive like a curly grape plant."

These words warmed spirit inside of my body, but there was one unclear thing that troubled me.

'And what did I get from you father?'

'From me you have a blood of kings and mind of monarch. I will teach you everything that my father thought me. And someday, will come the time when you will take my place and will protect and love our people.'





***

Crete, it is my island, my people, my life, my future. If he will be happy, I also would be delighted, if he suffers, this suffering I also will take upon myself. If he dies, than I shall die too. My father, before him was his father, and before him had been fathers of fathers, who were trying to create a place on earth where would be no fear, where anger would be lost, and word sadness do not exist. This is how Crete took its beginning. Seven thousands years my fathers ruled him. And soon it will be my turn to be the father and protector. But now I have to learn, in order to be a father of Crete.

I was running along corridor breathless. I was in the hurry. White walls with images of my fathers and my people were flashing before my eyes. Red columns gave me ability to see corners and turns of the corridor and not to fall from balconies. Savior stairs appeared before me, here is the third level. One more corridor and I will be there. Water was dripping on my forehead and down my spine. I did not have ability to breathe no more, but could not let myself to stop. One more staircase and I am on top of my home. Wind helped to cool my wet from running body. Tall man stood with his back to me, but I knew that his gaze was fixed on the blue blanket that was symbol of end of our lands.

Water surrounded our island making it more beautiful and stronger.

'Aggalious, you are late' said man's calm but powerful voice.

'I am sorry teacher, I was not aware of time count' answered I bending my head.

'Do you feel sorry about it, young prince?' asked he, turning to me. His brown face froze in surprise like pictures on the walls, when he saw water in my eyes, he asked 'Why are you crying, are you ashamed?'

'Yes teacher, I am ashamed of my disrespect that has been shown to you, by my ignorant actions toward you and my lesson.'

'Tell me Aggalious, what punishments do you know?' asked he again turning his face toward the sea.

'There is no punishments on Crete, because there is no evil, nor lawbreakers on Crete. The only punishment that person can take by disturbing the peace on Crete, is to be banished from here forever.'

'But still there is another form of punishment. And you just have experienced it trough your guilt. By feeling guilty you are showing the responsibility of your own actions, and you are showing that you care about values and ideals of our world. It is good that you admitted your guilt. We are humans, who are making mistakes, but also we learn from them. Do you know the reason behind creation of Crete?'

I did know the answer, but also I knew that teacher always wanted to attribute to my knowledge. That's why is said.

'No teacher, tell me'

'One of known reasons is to create peace and love, while there were wars and chaos. But also it become known that new attributions and knowledge comes only in moments of prosperity of nation. While our brother pray to Amon Ra, and our sisters listen to Delphic Oracle, they do not have ability to prosper. While we build three and four level houses around the island. All people receive access to unlimited amount of knowledge and life needed resources.'

He turned my way again, and to my delight I saw a smile on his face. Not wicked, nor happy, it have been innocent smile that have told me there is love in this persons eyes.

'And maybe someday my young friend, you will invent something that will help to keep the time count.'

'Thank you teacher' said I, and bowed myself to him. This was my way to show my respect to him. At that time it was no embarrassment for a young prince to bow to a teacher. It was honor to be with someone on same level. Pride was considered on of the crimes in our house.