The day Evandros had invited the council’s members to his daughter’s wedding brought along good weather. Sun shone and warmed the limbs of the guests who had gathered in the Arythions’ own temple where they worshipped all gods equally.
At first, she was pretty surprised seeing Alexandros as the groom. But as Serkon explained her, the priest was the second powerful man in tribe Arythion and representative of the Sea God on earth. Having him as a son-in-law was the most logical choice Evandros could make. The ceremony was performed by Niara, the other priestess of the Sea God who carried out her duty conscientiously.
Penthesilea took the opportunity to examine Evandros’ family more carefully. His wife Andromede was a beauty but one of those women who knuckled down to their husbands without even trying to resist. Their daughter Cassandra still had some spirit but it wouldn’t take long until that was broken, too. Especially with a womanizer like Alexandros as a husband. She would have to endure much more pain than she could be prepared for in her raw youth.
Alexander was his father’s favorite and as the heir, stood at his side for the whole ceremony pushing aside his mother to a place in the back.
Probably he was still too young to understand that Evandros’ treatment meant a demotion of her but Evandros did for sure. Andromede seemed not to mind.
Another surprise was that the other girl who always was near Evandros and mainly, Alexander wasn’t a relative of the king. Penthesilea was told that she was the child of Echion’s wife Megara and- Alexandros. Her reversion to the priest increased once more although she felt some satisfaction because of the fact that Echion had to raise a child that wasn’t his own.
The buffet was breathtaking and included everything from crispy bread to fruits, roast, sweet pastries and cake.
But before the nobles could join the other revelers they had to pay their respects to their host and leader. Boras appeared to be a friend of the family. He joked with Evandros for quite a while and even little Alexander listened attentively and laughed.
When Zeuxippe congratulated Evandros Penthesilea overheard Serkon and Jason making fun of her auricularly.
From the great king’s demeanor toward Serkon Penthesilea inferred that Evandros thought much of the young man maybe keeping a promising future in the back of his mind.
Finally, after Deipyros and Jason it was her turn.
“You are a most fortunate man to have an esteemed priest as a son-in-law.” She smiled.
“I am indeed.” Evandros seemed to have forgotten about all ill he had held against her in view of his daughter’s great day. He was simply a father bursting with pride in that moment, glad to be able to show off his family to the other leaders.
Looking for familiar faces in the crowd Penthesilea noticed that Boras had engaged the groom in a conversation. Alexandros barely spoke a word to his young bride so Boras involved her, too trying to make her feel comfortable and he succeeded.
With Alexandros’ older daughter being the only other child Alexander had left his chair at the front end of the table. They were chatting lively.
His parents didn’t even notice since they talked to each other. All in all, the atmosphere was more casual than one would expect from a Great King’s feast.
Chandra and Alexander's other daughter Phiona were among the guests, too. The little one stared unhappily at the garlands that decorated the fence but Chandra was already on her way bringing a bowl of fruit salad. In no time at all, Phiona was cheered up.
Penthesilea smirked and took her seat next to Serkon. This time, she enjoyed being the lowest-rank leader because it meant she sat at his side rather than at Zeuxippe’s or Jason’s one.
Time flew while they were talking, eating and tasting the drinks that were offered by Evandros’ slaves. At the first opportunity, the Amazon asked Serkon about Zeuxippe’s past.
“Do you know where her ancestors came from? I’d like to know whether I know the original tribe of her forebearers and if it still exists.”
“I don’t. As she was born here and is my age I never thought it necessary to ask her. We’ve gotten along well before-” He stopped.
“Before I came? Hopefully, you aren’t mad with me because of that.” At first, he seemed to be startled but broke out laughing afterward.
“Not at all. I’m rather grateful that you’ve finally revealed her real character.”
They changed to other topics, lighter ones in every way.
Soon, sun set and the groom and bride exchanged the ceremonial kiss in front of the whole audience, the children interrupting their games and standing nearby to watch.
Cassandra didn’t seem to enjoy it and looked pretty much frightened when they left for the bridal chamber. Penthesilea pitied her.
Shortly thereafter, Serkon took her aside into a dark corner of the temple.
“Do you know what I’ve always wanted to do?” He stared at her with glassy eyes, then reached for her hands and kissed them. “Not only this, though.”
Lot: "Amazon village" by LunaSnowpuff
Poses by Mrs.nobody
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