Silentfull~

[Hebe Anemone]

After the night had concluded, Hebe wrapped her body inside of her bed with the silky sheets. She felt cold and had closed her window. The wind suppled nosily crying hard to the night as if a bad omen was to happen.

She didn't feel like sleeping but her eyelids forced her to close her eyes. Her mind was in blank, after awhile she could not conceal into the secrecy of her dreams, moving from on end of the bed to the other, being cold and warm at the same time. She opened her eyes and sighted...dinner had been a burden to her...Polynikes had joined them to eat and yet they had not spoken to each other...her brother practically hated her. What else could go wrong? she wondered.

She removed her covers leaving her fresh skin feel the coolness of her bedroom. For the first time she felt unprotected, her naked body revealed her secrets but to herself. She looked at the window, the leaves of the trees danced at the pace of the wind as the wind began to sing harmoniously.

She slowly slipped away from her bed and put on a night gown. She opened her bedroom doors carefully making no noise as she walked quickly through the halls and climbed down the staircases. She left the castle behind with a sudden 'slam'. Before her eyes were the woods of Sparta, immense at the eyes of mortals, she wanted to immerse inside of its secrets, she wanted to be part of nature and disconnect from everything else, all her worries....

She felt the humid grass caress her barefoot as she walked silently leaving the castle more behind as she kept on loosing track of time. The moon shone brightly decorating the sky accompanied by shooting stars, her eyes gleamed with their reflection as she looked at the sky wishing, simply dreaming. She closed her eyes taking a deep breath, she had forgotten of how beautiful it felt to be alive, just to breath.

She found a branch where to sit or simply lay down. She sat down besides it leaning her back on the branch. She closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly in the womb of the night.

[Polynikes]

It had been the coldest night Polynikes had ever recalled in Sparta. But that did not keep him from doing his duty as everyone else had to that day. It was a day of full training and, as they normally did. Therefore, he woke up much early, before dawn appeared with Helios in their radiant chariot of fire. He then woke everyone up and so they were appointed to run, for warming up, toward the training fields for that day they would not go to the gymnasium, since it was rather cold, they would expose their bodies and training.

Not only for making them able to fight amidst any sort of weather, but also for them not to fear anything in life, even amidst the worst of situations for life was cruel and they could not give in to their enemies, even if they could save their lives in doing so, they had to stand strong and fight until the end.

So they got ready and made a run for the training grounds that were not far form the Gymnasium, in case anyone wished to take a bath after the long training that awaited them. Polynikes had left before to get everything ready, and since he ran faster he took the other route to enter the Gymnasium and tell everyone on their new location for training that day.

As he did so, some men arrived to the fields and others, taking another less difficult road since they were more tired, found something, or someone. But decided to ignore it when they got naked and ready to train. As the last tones were about to arrive to the field one of them stopped and looked at the thing… or person that was sleeping so peacefully there. As he did so he smiled, it was a beautiful woman. And as his attention was dragged from training some men, who had been warming up for the training approached him as well. One of them called Demosthenes poked him on the shoulder and said, “What have you got there? Anything to share?” Some laughed but then soon the disturbance was noticed by Polynikes and soon the men started to leave in fear of being punished by him, for most feared him but Alexandros.

As he approached he frowned, he quickly demanded his cloak and underclothes as he then quickly pulled Hebe’s right arm, as some naked men still stared as the scene as Polynikes full of rage asked, “Hebe…what in Artemis’ name are you doing here? I must take you away before Stelios sees you thou I am sure he will know now…” He then turned to look at the men and they quickly ran to do as he had told them some minutes ago. They obeyed more than promptly since his gaze seemed to pierce them all and make them shiver, even though they were trained to fear nothing in life.

As he held Hebe’s arm strongly, not hurting her but strong enough to force her to follow him, he entered the Gymnasium through the back door where no one would see them and he then threw her against the floor once he entered a room. He then locked the door and turned to look at her as his eyes burned fiercely as he approached her and spoke deliberately, “have you any notion of what you have just done? If I pitied you last night and was to speak on your behalf it will be useless now when your brother find out about you being in the training grounds where men’s work was disturbed by you…” He looked at her as if his eyes trespassed her as he kept approaching her, “I was to talk to you, to help you overcome last night’s display, but what am I to do now Hebe! Tell me!”

[Hebe Anemone]

Hebe was dreaming profoundly as she was disturbed by voices that echoed inside of her mind. She opened her eyes and saw a clique of men laughing at her. Soon her eyes met with Polynikes and her heart froze. She was on their grounds? that meant they had chosen to train there but she didn't know.

The atrocious hoist of Polynikes made her swallow her soundless groan, she felt pain being moved so quickly but what hurt the most was from who it came from. She wanted to abscond from what had just happened and felt ashamed men had seen her on her night gown, women and men were used to see each other naked during the olympic games and such but never on their night dressings.

Before she could blink or even notice where he had taken her she was already on the floor feeling her left arm ache. She shook her head and could not make up what he was telling her, she felt so confused and yet so annoyed. She had not done anything wrong but sleep in the woods, who was she to know what Polynikes had in mind.

Her mood quickly changed, from feeling weak and small a great pool of burning sensations began to take over her. She was starting to feel so furious about him screaming and torturing her mind so badly that forgetting about her amr's pain she got on her feet and looking straight at his eyes her stare said everything for her, an entire mixture of sadness and hatred.

She took a deep breath and closing up near him she slapped his cheek pressing so hard against his cheek that she left her hand marked. A cold tear rolled down her cheek bone drawing it's rout as she opened her mouth and words began to come out

'Where do you come off? because belive it or not I never asked for you to speak in my behalf...I never wanted any help from anyone even though my heart begged for comprehension., even when my confusion took hold of my strenght to defent myself and mantain my sanity...to remember what I am supposed to do and when to lash away with madness.'

Her mouth got dry as her words kept shooting away ' I never chose to be a princess though I am glad to be a Spartan, I've owned my position and my name...what do you know about me? You know nothing but what you see before your eyes, what you hear that others say and what you feel when you are menaced by reality. You have no idea of what my life is like or any other men's life, all you know is what you do, who you train and what your desteny is supposed to be.

You want to know why you hate Alexandros? you hate him because deep inside of you, you wish to be just like him, to be as deep as that boy is, to embrace life not only because of the art of war but because of the art of beauty. you wish you could taste what literature means not just by reading it and learning it from other authors but because of creating it by yourself with life experiences and feeling....but no...we are spartans and we only fight and kill, that is what you believe huh? that is the only thing you care about...in the end that's what we all care about.'

She began to feel a tremendous sadness about all what she had said but it was all what she felt, she did not worry if it had hurt his feelings....she thought that he was a stone for he behaved many times as one. 'All men envy Alexandros inoscense and so do all women because he is different'

Her last phrase was not as loud as the rest but her eyes kept the same fury as before, she felt she hated him for reminding her about last night...for reminding her that she never followed the rules and that it only dishonored the King...her own blood and that she did not deserve to be part of the King's blood.

[Polynikes]

If Polynikes was furious after what Hebe had unconsciously done, as she normally did; now his blood seemed to burn inside of him and his eyes shone with fire as if they were to burn Hebe for the words she had just uttered. He felt raving mad for all she had said and yet, his heart ached in such a way for he never expected these words to come from Hebe, someone he always thought he knew by heart.

To make matters worse, Hebe forgot her place and, apart from hurting him with what she said, she slapped his face. At first he placed a hand on his cheek, it had not meant that it had physically hurt, but it discouraged him as if an ocean of emotions he could not control, jumped at him and drowned him with its fury.

The battle of wit had just begun, with no conscience in the words he had uttered, Hebe had been ill wounded and so have him in return. This was not his intention, it never was. But he had been taught, like most Spartans to impose discipline and hard labour in order to avoid madness, laziness and dishonour. As Hebe kept talking, as if she was not afraid of him, he kept on walking towards her, as if he could not control his feelings or strength like a just-made god who ignored his divine nature and accidentally demolished a mountain.

It seemed Hebe did not realize the weak pint in Polynikes’ patience, as she then threw Alexandros’ state at him. Polynikes did not truly hate Alexandros, but he disliked how much that boy seemed to hate what Sparta stood for, as if his own ideals were better than any of theirs. A city that had stood for centuries must not be ignored lightly by young flesh. But now, Hebe comparing him to that inexperienced boy really hit his weak point.

Instinctively he threw her against the nearest wall as he himself placed his hands on the wall right in front of her holding strongly both of her hands against it as if he was to embrace her. His face was so close to hers both could feel each other’s breath and heart’s palpitations as both of them seemed in a constantly growing tension. He then looked deeply into her eyes as he whispered, “So that is your opinion of me, a wicked man.”

His body suddenly came in contact with hers as he leaned closer so that not even the wind would stand between his face and hers. He then whispered never leaving sight of her eyes, “tell me then, ‘Princess’, am I truly no human being that can feel at all? I was brought up the way your brother was, even if it is hard for you to realise it…I am not as harsh with Alexandros as they were with me.”

The thought or relating this to Hebe was never in his mind, but he then added in a way his suffering could be visible, “it was hard for me to leave my family, be tested strong enough or not so that I would not be thrown to die in the canyon. I was trained for years with no rest and still am. And I will not have a pleasant life until I can retire, do you think Hebe, godly beauty, that I will live that long? Will I be killed in battle?!”

His eyes never left hers, but it seemed as if he transmitted so much into her blue crystal eyes. Yet his whole body still burned with fury and grief at the same time. Everyone thought of Polynikes as emotionless, but who could tell how he suffered every night in silence with no other confident but the gods.

[Hebe Anemone]

Hebe's body slammed against the wall with great inertia coming out from his strength and the way he threw her. She closed her eyes instinctively for the pain this time had been harder and her arm ached more.

When she opened her eyes she was facing him finally, his wide eyes swimming across her intimacy, she felt as if he could read all what she was feeling and tell what she was thinking, she had no privacy now but the one she was sharing and that thought scared her.

She was a strong woman for all spartan females were trained at equal conditions as men but she was not trying to fight against him, suddenly her anger had disappeared and was turning into compassion. She couldn't differer on what she felt at that time, if it was fear or something stronger...

She could not answer him back, she had no words to reply and all she could was listen to his words that penetrated as venom from a serpent which has just bitten its prey. He spoke strongly and dourly as she had before, it was his turn to take turns and it illed her even more but at the same time that strong feeling grew with every word he spoke.

Staring at his eyes she could also navigate into his inner 'soul', she felt what he felt as he spoke, that anguish he held so strongly inside of his heart, that mark he did not release in front of anyone but that killed him slowly. Feeling his heart almost reach her chest as he lived, as he took in air to survive the same way she did, being so close to him made something inside of her wish to be closer...to be in some way part of his solution, of his pain at the same time...to be reason for his worries but to lessen his sorrow.

'I've judged you wrong...', that was the only phrase she managed to utter, her tone was compassionate and somehow loving. Her tension was canalized, her eyes did not move, she kept on looking at him and moved even closer, she released on of her wrists he was holding tightly and traced his face, from his for head till his cheek, where she had previously pressed her hand against. She felt ashamed of her behavior but at the same time thanked the gods for encountering like this because non of it would have happened and she only wished to keep on living this awkward moment.

Something in her heart told her to do as she felt but her mind did not leave her please her feelings for just once...no...she could not possibly, it would be behaving again like an adolescent, which she was but needed to pretend not to be.

[Polynikes]

For a moment he released her from his grasp feeling both of them so close it made him wonder if this was meant to happen, if the gods themselves had planned this for their doom. Polynikes had never felt passion arise inside of him for any woman or man because he had focused himself on other goals, though that did not mean he had not trained himself in every art of life like most Spartans did. Since not all of them survived the test for children.

Her words seemed to soothe him for a moment as if transmitting him all he had hidden from the rest of the world releasing his bring from a burden much heavier than any living man could handle. His eyes shone, for the first time in his life, with a passion and desire beyond his control whilst looking into the eyes of Hebe. It seemed as if he, at the same time, read whatever could be in her mind and thought…it was a soul exchange in symbol but much deeper since their intimacies had been forsaken by their own powerful eyes.

Feeling her body, a strong and seductive body, against his own was something he had never experienced before and after all the training he had devoted himself to over the past years, he knew well how pleased he felt being so close to Hebe, who indeed graced the name she had been given for youth and beauty were in her as if she was an immortal goddess. He suddenly let go of whatever impulses he had been fighting against and kissed her passionately pressing his body against hers.

His hands, which had been pressing against the wall all this time, slowly traced down her smooth neck and shoulders as he pressed both of their bodies together in a fierce and passionate kiss that seemed to last as much as life itself.
If Hebe did not love him, he had discharged for he could tell how much she had longed for this as well.

[Hebe Anemone]

The last image depicted on her head was his gace for before she could tell his tongue was creeping slowly inside of her mouth, she exchanged the movements back and forth with her tongue, she pressed her lips strongly against his, she wanted more and they had just started.

It was a mixture of new sensations she had not experienced with a man she loved but this time had the opportunity to feel it for real. She had been encouraged to experience with women and any men she desired but she had always remained patient until the correct moment.

Her hands wandered through his body as she followed his pace which increased with every breath they took, it was as if they were connected, as if they were one, two souls in one, one heart and mind. The combination was unique and the burning desire for more was stronger. She was relived that it had been him the one to unleash his ferocity before her.

She moaned gently and pleased, he knew how to and when to touch her, he made her feel not only aroused but at the same time protected as if no harm could be done at her. As she had her eyes closed their eye connection had been broken and now they were entering to a new way of intrusion to each other's secrecy, she wanted to be part of him...simply be his but she was not sure if it was too precipitated.
She had always done what she felt but now was starting to be afraid of risks for all the risks she had taken had lead to bad ends...her relation with Polynikes was something she valued and respected and she wouldn't let anything in the world screw it.

She could not let go of him, even though he had released her from his grasp she caressed his long darkish golden hair, smoothed it gently.

Once both their lips met ends and separated she opened her eyes again, things don't last forever but would they last for eternity? Spartans were meant to be forever true to their feelings and beliefs..would he love her so devotedly until their death? she did not apply to being one of his harem and certainly not having him as part of hers. Spartans could have many wives and so did women could share lovers for procreation but she did not wish for other men or at least that was what she felt..

She looked into his eyes and saw a sensible, honorable man, loyal and couragous...he was one of the most desired Spartans and he had chosen her...but why? she did not know if to proceed with what her feelings pushed her to do or to be careful and not make mistakes.....she didn't want to waste her love again but had the feeling she wasn't wasting anything...

'Since when we were younger I always thought there was something special in you...you have always been there for us even when life has not been as pleasing with you as you deserve...I am ashamed for I have judged you with no mercy yet I must add that I am very strict on you because I fancy the way you are...you are a continuous challenge for me for I believed and still do that I am not worthy of you'

[Polynikes]

"Oh...Hebe..." Whispered Polynikes as he, for the first time in his life felt aroused. He looked at the wall as if he could see the divine gods and goddesses, for it seemed not his destiny to follow cast Artemis to hunt some wild beasts nor possess the knowledge Athena so loved in mortals. It seemed Cypris had played it hard on him for now he could not evade this which he was feeling. How could it be he had never felt this nor the need to give himself to anyone, how could it be so powerful in Hebe? What was it there that attracted him so much to this strong and sensuous woman?

Still he then pressed his body against hers even more so that there was nothing that could separate any of them. He then whispered in her ear as he slowly kissed her neck, "tell me you have never felt this way before...Hebe..."

He strongly massaged her back as he pulled her delightful body against his and his eyes looked deeply into hers. His eyes showed how much he burned for this, for her. He had never done so but it was such a desired and sudden feeling he could not stop it from happening. He wanted to give her everything and for her to make him feel like a strong and powerful man. As he looked into her eyes he was assured that she was the only woman capable of doing so.