Trapped
Have you ever been in a bad dream in which you had to do something against your will? You try and try to resist but it only worsens. Thank the gods you wake up. Well what if you didn't? This is the true story of Psyche and what really happened.
"Psyche if you are not to wed by the time you turn eighteen I WILL pick a groom for you!" Psyche's father demanded.
"I have picked a groom! You are the one that finds him unfit! You are the one who wants him dead!" Psyche shouted back at him with tears streaming down her face.
"Adonis is a man to look at! Not a man to marry! His family has no wealth, reputation, or royalty! Your sisters have married. Why can't you?" the King shouted back at her.
"How dare you compare me to my gold-digging sisters! They married the man who offered them the most money! And you greedily accepted! I pray to Venus that I marry for love!" Psyche continued to shout tears still gliding down her cheeks.
"You pray to Venus! Well I have news for you my daughter; Venus is out to get you! Not only have taken Adonis, one of her favorite mortals, you have also taken her followers!" The King snorted rising from his throne.
"What are you talking about? I have done nothing of the sort! I pray to Venus! I sacrifice for her! Why would I want to take her place?" Psyche asked confusedly, the tears on her face drying.
"Don't be so naïve," the King said as he glared down at her. "The beauty the gods cursed you with is going to be your downfall," he continued selfishly. "Men from all over pledge their lives to you and have given you gifts of unimaginable wealth. And what do you do? Run off with a pheasant because he looks good!" the King said coming back to realization.
"What do you mean unimaginable wealth? I have not seen this?" Psyche asked confusedly. "Unless…no…Father! Have you been keeping it for yourself?" Psyche asked tears returning to her eyes. "If this wealth really belongs to Venus, we should return it to her before she punishes ME!" Psyche screeched.
"Selfish child! Something has to pay for your upkeep!" the King spat at her. "Now go and make yourself somewhat presentable! You are to stay here as your mother and I go to Delphi to see what we can do with you!" the King said in a softer tone.
"Yes father…" Psyche said getting up form her chair. She walked quietly toward the hallway of bedrooms. She quietly turned to her father. "I am sorry for being cursed with this beauty," she whispered as she continued to the garden.
"It is what we must live with," her father said smugly. "She has no idea what a gift that beauty has been for this family! If all goes as planned, we will never have to pay for another thing again!" The King thought to himself with a chuckle
