The world’s colors turned lustrous, its shapes more defined as soon as Zeuxippe and Hekuba had vanished in the distance. Only in the very last moment, the former queen of Orcheon had declared that her expecting lover was to accompany her. Only after she had been turned down by Protego. A wild feeling of power began to dance in Penthesilea’s chest. She could only guess what Protego must have told Zeuxippe in her makeshift cell but the next morning, the Orcheon had asked to be sent away as soon as possible. Hekuba, however, had been over the moon. The warrior had finally ceased to oppose Rheia’s accession to the throne and had been remarkably content in a cell of her own since then. With them riding away, the one great danger to Penthesilea’s life was gone – and Haimon’s future child along with it. Only few things would still remind her of the treacherous friend and even fewer of her late master slave. Penthesilea looked around, watched the familiar faces. A smile of relief and satisfaction had stolen into Serkon’s grim expression. He gave her an acknowledging nod. Both, Vince close in his back and the king himself were wearing heavy armor and weapons now, ready to put a swift halt to any potential opposition. Alexander at his side had already found another pastime, calmly listening to agitated Advik of Chonar. It was probably about his daughter, Deia, still living with Io and Iasion. In another man’s house. Unacceptable. The lowly born king was an excellent warrior and benevolent ruler but his mercy ended where his pride began. Penthesilea was grateful enough that Alexander promoted Deia’s return to the Amazons instead of giving her to Chonar – even if it was but a bribe. Boras and his entourage were already about to leave. The queen knew better than to thank him again for his advocacy. Zeuxippe’s exilement as well as the wedding preparations for his son used up all of his strength these days. Standing offside, too, Rheia was surrounded by her warriors. Even though not officially queen yet, they had already recognized her as such. It would have been foolish enough though to believe that the young ruler would face no adversity after the fate of her mother. In many ways, Penthesilea felt with her. Bearing an overshadowing mother’s heritage was hard to bear and even harder to master. However, with Alexander having a watchful eye on herself, the daughter of Thestia would have to step down. At least Hippolyta would be able to stand by the young queen. Seeing her own daughter mingled with the Orcheons so naturally was a strange sight to behold. However, even while still fearing Rheia could take after her mother, Penthesilea had to admit a certain pride that the two girls’ friendship had only been strengthened by their mothers’ quarrel. Hippolyta had not hesitated to ask for permission to watch the exilement at Rheia’s side. “Well, with that woman gone, let’s empty a few jars of wine, will we?” Serkon had stepped up to her. “You bet!” A great celebration was exactly what she longed for at the moment. And the next time, Serkon would be her guest and would have to try the new slave’s small honey-filled spice cakes. The sweets – and Thersandros’ cooking in general – evoked the more happy part of memories from her childhood in Santrake. She felt as young as never before. Even Hippolyta and Phyllis had been enthusiastic over the pastry while still cautious with the rest of Thersandros' meals. They would get used to them eventually, even though they would of course never taste like Io’s. Penthesilea herself was walking on air though. Her tribe had grown by two promising young members and with Deia and hopefully a second daughter of Io, two more were to come soon. And even after Trip had left a few days ago, the new slave had brought a piece of home. It was time to celebrate the victories of that day. We have now officially and finally reached the end of gen 1! Yey! 🎉✨🎈 First of all, thank you so much 💖 For enduring through the long times without updates, for taking an interest at all. This story would still exist if nobody read it - but that you do means very much to me and I hope it entertained you well in return. And now - time to let past days go by and embrace the ones to come. At the beginning of gen 2, only two years will have passed but if you have any more or less burning questions about really anything that happens in the following pictures or about the characters, please feel encouraged to ask! Heads up: The pictures are not in chronological order, so Penny's hair color is not consistent. At some passages, it's hard to keep up with the lyrics - but you can always go back and look at the pictures separately after all 😁 Also, the two black-haired toddlers you will see are Io's children, Deia (with long hair, by Advik of Chonar) and Eos (with short hair, by Iasion, born after Io left the tribe). They will stay with Penthesilea to ransom Chrysippos and Io 😔 The girl in Zeuxippe's company is Heraklia, Haimon's daughter with her lover, Hekuba. And the toddler with dark brown hair... Well, we will learn. Some time. 😉 And the blood will dry Underneath my nails And the wind will rise up To fill my sails So you can doubt And you can hate But I know No matter what it takes I'm coming home I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming home Let the rain Wash away All the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits And they've forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming… Still far away From where I belong But it's always darkest Before the dawn So you can doubt And you can hate But I know No matter what it takes I'm coming home I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming home Let the rain Wash away All the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits And they've forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming… I'm coming home I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming home Let the rain Wash away All the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits And they've forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home I'm coming home Tell the world I'm coming... home - ₪ ₪₪ End of Generation 1 ₪₪ ₪ -Poses by a gazillion creators to whom I'm very thankful
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