Captivated
Chapter 16: Dissonance
Her back and hands still rest up against her door, and she didn't motion toward the bed. Eris' breathing was abruptly in the motion of staccatos. The goddess' cool face was flushed with anger and her soul broken with deceit.
She stared into the air with her mind racing behind her eyes. How dare him!!!! How dare he love me and sleep with her at the same time! I risked everything of my being just for the sound of his voice and the weight of his gaze. And HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That fat whore of a woman, fiddling her beauty to tangle his mind and lick his body like a sweet dessert!! I thought the curse would be enough to occupy her time but it must have weakened as I begun to feel sorry. Such an idiot I am to feel sorry for Helen!!! She prances around knowing she is beautiful.
Maybe even more beautiful then me!! A goddess. Her thoughts grew and grew until they heightened beyond mere thoughts to ideas and promises. Their strength quickened to break free from the boundary of silence.
"Such an idea of vanity is a sin that should never be looked over. She must be punishment for such a sinister trait she carries. I will scare her until the day she dies. And when after her death, she will float down the pool of the dead still burned with the scares I lay upon her. Making her sink deeper into the Underworld!! And not just her, but all the mortal women who dare felt the touch of Paris. NO! Those who even looked at him with such lust in their eyes." Finally she left her door to pace around her room.
"Dogs, every one of them are whimpering bitches who beg and drool over him like some juicy bone..." A long pause came before her and the definition of her plans.
"No women will have him, both mortal and goddess. All of them will envy me and remember that I Eris was the one that captured his heart and soul as he did me unknowingly when I first saw him!!!!!!!! I don't care what it takes for that guard to be uphold holding back women from him. As long as no creature will touch him with the heat of sex, or stare at him with a gaze of longing but me!!!"
She knew what she must do in order for her wish to be fulfilled. The goddess flew out of the immortal realm, casting down her presence into the heart of the Greek camp. Eris didn't care who she would pick, as long as they carried the quality bow, hard enough to strike venom into their enemies.
The simpleton she picked was a farmer unknown to her, but she didn't care for his name. A strong taunt bow was placed in a corner, accompanied with a stack of inch thick arrows spiked with golden thorns; making them hard to dig out. Each six of the twelve arrows she sliced her palm to coat them with her vengeful blood.
Once they were painted with her deadly poison of hatred, she came upon the farmer's ear. In a low whisper, she cast her wimp for this man to kill when he was on Troy's plain. All he did was move to another side from the wind of her breath, but when he awoken her orders still hide behind the back of his head. Waiting to be triggered by memory when he stepped foot on the battle field.
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