The image of the three young men was shattered as Tracius slammed his fist
into the water. "What is this, Mycene?" His face was a mask of rage. Mycene
simpered and groveled his way around the well, keeping the edges of the
fountain between him and his enraged lord. "You promised that the baby
prince would be sleeping his way to death by now! That no one would be able
to detect your charm! Well here he is, awake and still not dead. And that
half-breed centaur is on his way to get help. Tell me just how your plan
has been successful, sorcerer."
"My lord...my lord. The plan has not yet failed." Mycene was trying frantically to calm Lord Tracius, and cover his own butt in the process. "The prince will still die, only it will be a more painful process. But the time he gives in, he will have wished he had died in his sleep."
The thought of Jason suffering slowly seemed to catch Tracius' attention as Mycene knew it would. The idea of anyone suffering always brought him pleasure. As he slowly calmed, Mycene kept talking. "No matter that the centaur has gone for help. They will have to keep the boy awake for almost two whole days, which is next to impossible for a person at full strength. He knows he cannot take off the charm, so it will continue to drain him. The more active he is, the faster the charm will work. But if he sits down to conserve his energy, he will be more inclined to want to fall asleep."
Tracius was nodding with a satisfied smirk as Mycene continued. "Not only will the boy suffer, but his friends will be in agony knowing that they tried to save him in vain. And on top of all that....we have a secret weapon." Mycene gestured to the shadows. Forward stepped a beautiful young woman who was clearly ensorcelled. Mycene gently touched her head, and caressed her hair as a loving father would do to a favored daughter. "I believe our princeling may have lost his heart along with his strength. I'm sure he will try to see her again in spite of his predicament. And when he does..." he chuckled coldly, "Athena will kill him."
"My lord...my lord. The plan has not yet failed." Mycene was trying frantically to calm Lord Tracius, and cover his own butt in the process. "The prince will still die, only it will be a more painful process. But the time he gives in, he will have wished he had died in his sleep."
The thought of Jason suffering slowly seemed to catch Tracius' attention as Mycene knew it would. The idea of anyone suffering always brought him pleasure. As he slowly calmed, Mycene kept talking. "No matter that the centaur has gone for help. They will have to keep the boy awake for almost two whole days, which is next to impossible for a person at full strength. He knows he cannot take off the charm, so it will continue to drain him. The more active he is, the faster the charm will work. But if he sits down to conserve his energy, he will be more inclined to want to fall asleep."
Tracius was nodding with a satisfied smirk as Mycene continued. "Not only will the boy suffer, but his friends will be in agony knowing that they tried to save him in vain. And on top of all that....we have a secret weapon." Mycene gestured to the shadows. Forward stepped a beautiful young woman who was clearly ensorcelled. Mycene gently touched her head, and caressed her hair as a loving father would do to a favored daughter. "I believe our princeling may have lost his heart along with his strength. I'm sure he will try to see her again in spite of his predicament. And when he does..." he chuckled coldly, "Athena will kill him."