If you want a translation for the Latin let me know.
As the years passed my young daughter grew.
Samara blossomed into a powerful fifteen year old young woman. Her hazel-brown eyes like stars could hold you and render you powerless with a glance... Her hair once blonde as the sand is now a honey brown with a few blonde streaks, a reminder of what she was, that shine with a hint of red in the evening sun.
Her features I always feared would resemble her true Egyptian parents... Luckily it seems, her mother was not of the pure bloodline and so she shares her beautiful features...
Her body changed in more ways than one though... Though she was a relatively strong child, her strength is now unmatched... She can easily defend herself and kill, if necessary. She holds her attacker(s) with her hypnotic gaze and feverous gestures, luring them into a false security... Then they are soon... disposed of... Though I've watched her kill so many times, the look in her eyes, the look of complete agony, still chokes me...
No man, woman, or breathing creature dare challenge my daughter, Samara, the future of Sparta...
Samara
"JAXSON?! Oh where is he?" I call in frustration, "JAX?! GET OUT HERE! sighs Don't make me find you! You know what will happen..." I call again in an impish tone after my sighs ceased.
"Oh what are you going to do? Kill me?" he snickers as he jumps from a tree biting into an apple.
"Actually I was just planning to beat you to a pulp, but now that you mention it." I retort playfully, bowing my head and glancing up at him with my now twinkling eyes.
Out of the corner of my eye I notice an apple flying towards my head, my reflexes kick in and I catch it in a flash. Biting into the juicy fruit, I walk away from the shade towards the quieter part of the city...
"Ah come on Sam! I was just joking with you... Don't get mad." Jaxson calls apologetically as he runs to catch up with me.
"I know Jax, and if I were mad at you, you would know." I retort my voice becoming ever more playful.
"So where are we headed Sam?" Jax inquires as we walk side by side down the ever quieting streets.
"Does it matter?" I reply before tripping him.
"HEY!" Jax shouts.
"See! Told you I'm not mad!" I laugh as I dash off into the tranquil city streets.
I can hear his footsteps close behind me. I could outrun him easily if I wished but what's the fun in that.
Soon we are at our usual spot, a quiet fountain in the quietest part of town where we could do whatever we pleased.
Jax and I waded in the cool water as the heat of the day became unbearable.
"Do you think I will be queen of this land?" I sigh as we lie side by side in the cool grass.
"Why wouldn't I? You are the king's only child and the strongest warrior I've ever seen." Jax replies.
"Strength is not always measured by what you can do... True strength is measured by your actions in the toughest times... And truthfully...sighs I don't think I could rule an empire... I mean, first of all..." I begin becoming hysterical. "If I became Queen I would have a great responsibility to everyone and I would have to get married, probably to a man I do not know and..." I speak but am stopped.
Jaxson gently presses a finger to my lips and coos,
"Don't worry Sam. I'm sure everything will be fine. You will be perfect as you always are... and I will always be there for you..."
His hand falls from my lips to my hand which he grasps gently as he breathes,
"I promise."
He holds me with his eyes which overpower me with their intensity and sincerity. I have never seen such eyes. Everyone tells me that my eyes are the key to my power... That they can stop a man with one glance. Those people have never seen the eyes that I gaze vulnerably into. I have never felt so vulnerable and yet so secure in my entire life.
As our eyes part and the sun sets, I stare down pensively at the earth.
My mind races,
'"What is happening? I know that I've always kind of liked him but never have I felt so strongly for him... Everyone in the empire knows that he loves me... Does he know that I feel the same for him? Stercus!! (A bit of my bastardized Latin... My mother doesn't know about it... grins) What am I to do? Could I tell him? What would happen after I did? Would we stay the same or would things change? And what if they change for worse? Stercus accidit I know but what if things go horribly wrong and he and I never see each other again?!" My mind screams.'
"All Right now Sam... You are over-reacting...Just tell him how you feel and he will understand... he is your best friend and he cares about you." My heart coos.'
I suddenly realize as my heart and mind argue that Jax is helping me to my feet.
"Are you all right Sam? You look awful pale." He inquires placing a gentle finger upon my flushed cheeks.
"I'm... I'm fine... A bit tired..." I reply, halfway lying.
"Well I'll escort you home as always. The sun has set and the night air has a bit of a chill to it." He says as he steadies me and then walks along side me.
The cool wind chills me so that I begin to shiver folding my arms to try and keep warm.
I still continue to walk but soon find a small blanket wrapped around my shoulders. I turn to see Jaxson smiling and we continue on our way.
As we reach my home and I begin to enter through the doorway, I stop and turn back towards him.
"Jaxson... Thanks... For what you said..." I smile.
"You're welcome Sam... And you know I'll always be there for you." He replies.
"I know."
He begins to leave and my heart screams, "NOW'S YOUR CHANCE!! TELL HIM!!!! TELL HIM!!!!"
"Jaxson!" I call.
"Yes?"
"Your blanket..." I say.
"It is yours now... It will keep you warm." He smiled, turned and left me where I stood. "It belongs to you... as does my heart."
"What? What was that last part?" I inquire.
"Oh nothing... Good night." He replies as he dashes off.
I smile as I look down at the blanket that is keeping me ever warm and whisper,
"I'll keep them both safe."