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269 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 28, 2021
Tears burned down her cheeks and she snarled, “I will kill poseiden. Someday, I will wrench his head from his neck. I will bathe in his blood until the touch of his hands is finally gone.”Same medusa, same.
"Clearing her throat, she gestured at Alexios. “I think you’ve come too late, my friend. I wish I could provide you with better, perhaps more exciting, news.”
The young man frowned. “Him? You’re marrying him?”
Why would the young man say that with such surprise? Alexios would be a wonderful catch for anyone who wanted to marry him. He made good money. His family land was old, but it produced good crops. And he wasn’t that hard on the eyes, either, if a little untraditional in his looks.
Medusa reached out and threaded her hand through his crossed arms. She tugged him closer until they looked very much like a couple. “Yes,” she replied. “I’m afraid you’re too late.”
The young man’s jaw dropped open. His eyes darted between the two of them before he let out a scoff. “Fine. If that’s who you want. I would think a woman as stunning as Aphrodite wouldn’t make the same mistake and marry a man who looks like Hephaestus.”
Okay, now THAT was uncalled for. What a rude little noble.
"Because we’re friends.” He gritted his teeth. “She doesn’t want to ruin what we have, and I agree with her. We’re a good team and messing that up with romantic feelings would only create more heartbreak. For the both of us.”
His father tsked and tossed his hands up in the air. “Young people. A good partnership is a friendship, that’s what will make sure your relationship withstands the test of time. Why wouldn’t you invite this girl, your friend, to a lifetime of happiness with you?”
The old man's right. Being best friends is one of the most important aspects if a relationship.
"She supposed she understood the desire to not marry. She hadn’t thought about it before, but life would be a lot easier if she didn’t have to think about a husband and children."
I understand this story is written for empowering women, however I wish the feminism stance didn't demonize the role of being a wife. There are many women who want to do that.
"He’d already rehearsed his speech more times than he could count. She would see that he was a good match. And even if she didn’t believe it now, he’d make her life a dream just so that eventually she would realize how lucky she’d made him. How loudly she made his heart sing and how badly he wanted to make hers do the same. Alexios knew in his heart of hearts that no man would ever worship her the way he did. And not because of her beauty, which was renowned throughout the towns outside of Athens. Not because of her kindness, because of course she was. He worshipped her because she was his very best friend, the person whose soul sang the same song as his. And he couldn’t let that slip away so easily."
Like, why wouldn't you want to be a wife if you found a man that loves you like this?
"We could, you know,” he replied. His voice heated, and the sound of his heart breaking rumbled through the tones. “We could serve them by having children who would worship them. By living a life they would be proud of and proving our love.”
Alexios is the voice of reason and truth in this book. What he says is what God made men and women for.
"Even her own reflection was difficult to look at in the water. All she could see was the writhing mass of snakes. Their red eyes glared back at her, and already they whispered.
“You were the beloved daughter of a family who didn’t want to let you go. You were too selfish to stay with them, and thus, brought about your own downfall. Everything that happened to you is your fault. Punishment for such a life has already been wrought.”
Ughhh… pretty much.
"She didn’t think she could ever return to that innocent girl who only wanted to worship the gods. How could she? She knew now what the touch of the gods felt like, and how horrible it could be. She knew they only took and maimed and harmed. They were the worst creatures in this realm.
Above all else, she had learned that even the gods were too similar to mortals. And that meant she wanted to kill them all."
And that's why they weren't gods.
"Perseus drank the rest of his mug and thudded it hard against the table. “We need a fight.”
“Excuse me?”
“Not between the two of us, we both know how that would go.” Perseus chuckled. “But there has to be someone in this damned tavern that would be willing to throw fists with the son of Zeus, eh?”
Perseus is such an ass🙄
“No, no, not that one. He’s the one with the bad thoughts.” Deino blindly reached for her sister’s hand and shifted it toward Alexios. “Look at that one. He’s the handsome one with the nice thoughts. We should invite him inside.”
Love how the Graeae like Alexios over Perseus cause he has nice thoughts about their lives and on how he'd true to woo them🤣
"They clambered aboard and Alexios grabbed Perseus’s arm. He shook the boy harder than he’d ever dared before. “Why would you do that?” he snarled.
“Because they didn’t help me when I asked them to.” The hard look in Perseus’s eyes offered no remorse. “Then focused on you, Alexios, when they should have focused on the hero of this story.”
Releasing his hold on Perseus’s arm, Alexios stumbled backward. The ship moved forward on its own, but a piece of his heart remained on the island."
Well, maybe they would've liked you too if you were less of an asshat. Gosh, I hate him.
"But the son of Zeus would rise to any battle, even one of words. He leaned forward, dangerously close to both flame and blade. “What would you have me do, Alexios? Leave my mother in the clutches of that monster? Settle for loving a normal woman and not accepting the fate of becoming a king? I'm the son of a god. I have more in my blood than a common life."
"And hat is so wrong with a common life?” Alexios leaned forward as well. “You seem to look down on us who wish to live a quiet tale and force yourself to take the unnecessary steps in becoming someone far more than what you were born as.”
“I was born as the son of Zeus himself!” The shout echoed around them, likely warning the Gorgons there was someone outside their door. “He was the one who birthed me in a golden shower. He chose me to walk this path himself. You can deny Athena all you want because she didn’t care if you see her, but you cannot deny what you saw with your own two eyes.”
Oh no, you won't become a king? How terribly devastating for you🙄
"Alexios was already walking away from the boy, but he let his reply fly into the wind like an arrow. “When Thanatos comes, I will tell him that I was a good man who lived well. That I fought for those who needed someone and that I was proud of the memory I left behind. No matter how small. I will know my choices affected the lives of others in a way that bettered their time on earth.” He paused, then looked back at the silhouette of the man struggling to become a hero. “I might be a stepping stone for heroes, Perseus, but I go to the Underworld a good man to my core. Can you say the same?”
The words lingered long after Alexios found his bed, as though they had been burned into the stones."
Oooooh, snap.
“Yes, if you look at me, I’ll turn to stone. That part of the myth I realized is very true.” He tapped his knife against the nearest stone soldier. “These also prove it. You have a wicked sense of decorating style, Medusa. I don’t remember you being so morbid."
Alexios flirting is adorable.
"You think everything is beautiful."
"Most things are." Chrysaor continued to peer around them with wide, curious eyes."
The kid's not wrong
"Alexios shook his head and let out a low growl. “Sometimes life ends too early for those who are worthy. Sometimes it goes on too long for those who deserve punishment.”
Amen
"He opened his mouth, ready to fight his way into the castle if need be. But he didn’t need to even take a single step forward. Chrysaor reached up and lowered his hood. The sunlight caught on his boy’s golden skin, now a man who looked every inch a god
"Stand aside,” Chrysaor said. His voice rumbled through the air like thunder, or perhaps like the clap of waves against the shore. "Or I will move you."
Dang okay🔥
"Alexandra nodded. “Do you believe she was happy and whole because a man came to find her? No, that was never Medusa. Time healed all her wounds. Medusa had no control over Alexios or how long it took him to complete his quest, or if he would even succeed. But wandering in the Underworld gave her the right time to heal and piece herself back together. It was good he found her, for a happy ending is far more satisfying than a dark one. But she was already healed by the time she got there."
Okay now that's ridiculous. That's not what the story infers at all!
Was he in love with her? No, that wasn’t possible. He couldn’t be in love with her, and even if he was, that was wrong. She knew better than to ruin a good thing, and what they had was a memory she would cherish for a lifetime.
She looked down at her body, then back at Athena. “You’re right. We aren’t the same. You are willing to kill me when I have dedicated my entire life to you, just to keep yourself safe. Just to show that you would stand by a man who did this to a mortal woman. Hard choices must be made. Choices neither of us want to make.”