The month passed smoothly. Everything was going great. Cemia took advantage of her sight and loved every second of it, while on the other side of the spectrum, Ares' sorcerer had finally finished the spell.
"This cow belongs to me, King Jason." the voice rang out in the quiet of the throne room. Another argued the first.
"He's mine, my king! I raised this cow from a little calf with my two hands! You have no idea the amount of time and money..."
"I believe you already told this story." Ophistus cut the second man off.
"Yeah, like twice." Jason muttered.
A warm breeze swept in through an opened window, not quite enough to stir the tension between the two farmers, the cow, the advisor, and the young king. But the next thing that came through the window was. A leather ball bounced across the table, scattered dishes and rolled back to the door of the throne room. The cow gave a startled 'moo' as Iolaus and Hercules stumbled into the throne room, with Cemia on their heels. Iolaus scooped up the rolling ball before realizing that there were other people in the room.
"Uh, sorry. Don't let us interupt you." Iolaus apologized, trying to keep Hercules from stealing the ball.
"Uh, yeah, but my point, eh?" Cemia grinned, grabbing the ball out of Iolaus' hands, dribbling, and tossing the ball through the crown hanging over the doorway.
Jason grinned at his friends, while Ophistus commanded, "This is a throne room, not some common coutyard! Leave now!" Hercules picked up the ball and went to stand by Cemia and Iolaus, who were leaning against a wall, out of the way.
Realizing that he'd have to settle this quickly before he could join his friends, Jason pointed at one of the men, "Look, you can have the cow." before the other man could speak, Jason pointed at him, "and you can have a cow from the royal herd. A royal cow." he looked at each of the men, "Everybody's happy, Everybody has a cow. Moo, moo, moo. See ya later." Jason smiled, satisfied that this argument was over. The men left.
Jason was about to join his friends when his advisor spoke. "There is one more paritioner." Ophistus consoled the young king of Corinth.
"Aw, come on. That's what you said three paritioners ago." Jason grumbled. "Can I go now? I just want to play... Hi." He managed a royal smile as the small group from one of the outer villages approached. "What can I do for you?"
"A ferocious monster is attacking our village, Your Majesty! All our young men and women are being chased by it. You must help rid us of this monster." one of the older men in the group said.
"What kind of monster? A giant? A gorgon? A hydra?" Jason asked the villagers.
"Even worse! A fish!" one of the women cried.
Hercules and Cemia exchanged a skeptical glance, while Iolaus stifled a laugh. "You guys are scared of a *fish*?"
The elderly man shot an angry glare at the curly-haired cadet. "That's right, boy. A fish bigger than a cottage, with legs and a huge pincher that curves over its head, like a scorpion's tail." As the man described, Cemia leaned closer to listen. Her mer-friends had once told her of large fish with scorpion-like claws. But they had never said anything about fish with legs, so Mia was interested.
Hercules had made his way over to Jason and said, "Hey Jase. You want us to check this out?"
Cemia, with Iolaus in tow, followed Hercules. "It doesn't sound like much. We should be able to handle it."
Jason looked from his friends to the villagers and back to his friends. He knew about Cemia and her extensive knowledge of marine life. "If you guys don't mind... I'd really appreciate it." Assured that his friends didn't mind, he turned back to the villagers, "These are my friends. They will accompany you back to your village and will defeat the...er...giant fish."
"Thank you, your highness." the villagers said, bowing before they left.
Jason sighed. There went his hope for a normal afternoon.
"This cow belongs to me, King Jason." the voice rang out in the quiet of the throne room. Another argued the first.
"He's mine, my king! I raised this cow from a little calf with my two hands! You have no idea the amount of time and money..."
"I believe you already told this story." Ophistus cut the second man off.
"Yeah, like twice." Jason muttered.
A warm breeze swept in through an opened window, not quite enough to stir the tension between the two farmers, the cow, the advisor, and the young king. But the next thing that came through the window was. A leather ball bounced across the table, scattered dishes and rolled back to the door of the throne room. The cow gave a startled 'moo' as Iolaus and Hercules stumbled into the throne room, with Cemia on their heels. Iolaus scooped up the rolling ball before realizing that there were other people in the room.
"Uh, sorry. Don't let us interupt you." Iolaus apologized, trying to keep Hercules from stealing the ball.
"Uh, yeah, but my point, eh?" Cemia grinned, grabbing the ball out of Iolaus' hands, dribbling, and tossing the ball through the crown hanging over the doorway.
Jason grinned at his friends, while Ophistus commanded, "This is a throne room, not some common coutyard! Leave now!" Hercules picked up the ball and went to stand by Cemia and Iolaus, who were leaning against a wall, out of the way.
Realizing that he'd have to settle this quickly before he could join his friends, Jason pointed at one of the men, "Look, you can have the cow." before the other man could speak, Jason pointed at him, "and you can have a cow from the royal herd. A royal cow." he looked at each of the men, "Everybody's happy, Everybody has a cow. Moo, moo, moo. See ya later." Jason smiled, satisfied that this argument was over. The men left.
Jason was about to join his friends when his advisor spoke. "There is one more paritioner." Ophistus consoled the young king of Corinth.
"Aw, come on. That's what you said three paritioners ago." Jason grumbled. "Can I go now? I just want to play... Hi." He managed a royal smile as the small group from one of the outer villages approached. "What can I do for you?"
"A ferocious monster is attacking our village, Your Majesty! All our young men and women are being chased by it. You must help rid us of this monster." one of the older men in the group said.
"What kind of monster? A giant? A gorgon? A hydra?" Jason asked the villagers.
"Even worse! A fish!" one of the women cried.
Hercules and Cemia exchanged a skeptical glance, while Iolaus stifled a laugh. "You guys are scared of a *fish*?"
The elderly man shot an angry glare at the curly-haired cadet. "That's right, boy. A fish bigger than a cottage, with legs and a huge pincher that curves over its head, like a scorpion's tail." As the man described, Cemia leaned closer to listen. Her mer-friends had once told her of large fish with scorpion-like claws. But they had never said anything about fish with legs, so Mia was interested.
Hercules had made his way over to Jason and said, "Hey Jase. You want us to check this out?"
Cemia, with Iolaus in tow, followed Hercules. "It doesn't sound like much. We should be able to handle it."
Jason looked from his friends to the villagers and back to his friends. He knew about Cemia and her extensive knowledge of marine life. "If you guys don't mind... I'd really appreciate it." Assured that his friends didn't mind, he turned back to the villagers, "These are my friends. They will accompany you back to your village and will defeat the...er...giant fish."
"Thank you, your highness." the villagers said, bowing before they left.
Jason sighed. There went his hope for a normal afternoon.