BLACKOUT
I DO NOT OWN ANY HISTORICAL CHARACTERS, IF YOU RECOGNISE ANY THEY ARE PROBABLY FROM BOOK ABOUT THE TROJAN WAR OR FROM THE MOVIE, TROY BUT I DO NOT OWN ANY!
I only own my OC's! One BIG reference is to Lord of The Silver Bow series. (Troy series by David Gemmel)
Hello, long time to update, but I have been having troubles and stuff in my personal life :( luckily I still have my Alien (laptop) and can still bring you this story! :D So glad everyone is loving it!
Anyways, I wont prattle on, enjoy!
CHAPTER FOUR:
Infinity
"No too much to change!" The moneychanger exclaimed, glaring at Asha's piece of paper, "Too much! Young woman must be in black market!"
Asha rolled her eyes, she had been standing here trying to explain her situation (that she was rich) to the moneychanger for about an hour. Well that was an exaggeration, but it felt like it. Her horse stomped her foot and Asha could relate to how restless she was.
"Well I am sorry, but I am NOT in the black market, I just inherited an heirloom that I sold. So please, just change the money." Asha sighed.
The man's brown eyes glared at her, "No. You in black-market."
Asha rolled her eyes, grabbing the piece of paper back and said, "Well okay then, I was going to give you a tip. But I may as-well go to another, more willing person." She shrugged her shoulders, preparing to mount her horse but the man made a sound like a dying cow.
Wincing she turned around to give him a glare to find him taking out 9 minae, which looked like large gold coins and hand them to her.
"Tip?" He pleaded.
Asha sighed, handing him a minae and said, "10 drachma. Ok?"
He grinned and changed it to the right amount, "Thank you. Have a nice day."
She nodded her head, remounting her horse after placing the money in a wallet, then catching sight of the mint she remembered she still had to put her plan into action.
Trotting forwards she headed towards a physician's stall which she had noticed awhile ago. She glanced inside it, finding small barrels and grinning, "Hello!"
A greasy head looked up, the man was completely bald, but he had a long flowing beard, he came over and smiled at Asha, "How may I help you?"
"I was wondering how much the barrels were?" She asked, glancing at them.
"Oh, 5 obols each." He answered casually.
"There's that word again! Obols! What are they?" Asha asked, confused thoroughly.
"They're the currency before drachma's. Your not from here, are you?" A smooth voice asked.
Asha's hair stuck up on end, she glanced over to find Sammael's storm grey eyes staring at her curiously, "Er no. I come from a different country. Different currency there."
He stared at her for a minute then grinned, "Your lying, your from some place, else."
Asha shrugged, "Believe what you want. Now then. How about I just give you a drachma and you change it over, take a tip. I don't care." She handed over a drachma to the stall owner who watched Sammael with curious eyes.
"Oh yeah!" Asha exclaimed, "Why are you following me?"
Sammael grinned at her, and Asha blushed at how handsome he was, "I was bored." His eyes were gazing at her in an intense way.
"Go away." Asha asked bluntly, grabbing the change from the stallowner and grabbing her barrel. She quickly remounted her horse, "I don't like people following me." She nodded to the man, glared at Sammael and trotted off.
Asha growled as she heard him mount his horse and follow her, trotting beside her.
He grinned at her, "Good, I like annoying people, makes me happy."
"Huh." Asha stated, she started glancing around, looking for an inn, because the sun was slowly falling down. She tried to avoid glancing to her left, where Sammael was, because she could feel his eyes on her, "Stop it."
"Why?" He grinned at her, "Just admiring the view."
Asha pulled her horse up, glaring at him, "Go away."
"No. Your looking for an inn aren't you?" He asked.
She shrugged, then she half dismounted, her leg hanging on the other side. Sammael noticed that and fully dismounted.
"Are you sto-" But Asha didn't hear the rest of what he said because she urged her horse to shoot forwards, galloping fast.
Asha hanged on for her life, not realising how fast her horse really was, struggling to pull her leg back. Once she felt secure again she glanced backwards to find Sammael giving chase.
"Come on girl!" Asha pushed her horse on, her ears going backwards, listening. The filly's legs moved like a blur, people gave out shouts as they pushed through them, heading towards the open gates and flying past the guards. Asha headed towards the temple, glancing back again and finding Sammael's powerful black horse catching up.
Asha narrowed her eyes, reaching back she grabbed her bow and strung it, notching an arrow she turned around in her seat, by now Sammael was in speaking distance and she saw him widen his eyes, "Go away!" Asha snapped, pulling her bow back, ready to shoot him.
But he pulled his horse up, putting his hands up in surrender.
Asha grinned in triumph, slowing her horse down again, and cantering for the temple, finding Adrian staring at her mouth wide open.
"Hello again." Asha said casually, dismounting and staring off towards where Sammael stood, staring after her, she knew he would pursue again soon.
"I am sorry, but what was that about?" Adrina asked, she seemed flabbergasted.
"Oh, you know, stalkers." Asha shrugged smiling, she patted her filly's neck, "I was wondering if I could stay here tonight, I will pay."
"Er yes that's fine. We aren't an inn, but we do have beds. Heh. How about five drachma's? I will throw in some food, and a proper tour." Adrina whispered, her gaze stuck on the man who was coming closer, "Also I can call the guards to come and get rid of this guy." She didn't give Asha a chance to say something, instead she cupped her mouth and screamed out, "GUARDS!"
Sammael stopped his advance, staring at the priestess, "I'm not sure you want to do that." He said, nudging his horse forwards, "I just need to talk to the girl."
"I don't want to talk to you. You put a blade to my throat!" Asha exclaimed, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at him.
"It was a misunderstanding, I thought you were someone else!" He answered back.
"Really! Was it? Because I wasn't wearing a cloak or anything! How couldn't you recognise that I'm not the person you were after." Asha asked.
Sammael closed his eyes, "I wasn't the one that thought you were someone else. Whisper thought you were the girl. He still does."
"Who the heck is Whisper?" Asha growled.
Sammael's horse whickered and nodded his head, "He's Whisper."
Asha stared at Sammael, then she shrugged, "Ok, I'm out. Someone pinch me, this has to be a bad dream!"
Adrina let out a sigh of relief as several men came running, their weapons drawn, "What is it priestess?" They asked.
"No, leave it Adrina, the guys obviously mental." Asha laughed, she smiled at the guards, "Don't worry false alarm."
"Are you sure?" Adrina asked, her eyes worried.
"Utterly. Now where's that bed, I'm bugged." Asha answered stretching.
Sammael stared at the two women, glancing at the guards, "I'm the crazy one?"
Asha slouched casually on her bed, having had a steaming hot bath and a hot meal she had changed into her beach dress which she had designated as her sleep clothes she now read her book. She was so immersed in the pages that she didn't notice Sammael creep into the room until he sat on her bed.
Asha yelped, shutting the book and hiding it down her blanket, "What are you doing?!"
He grinned at her, his hair was wet, showing that he had had a bath, but more noticeably he had no shirt on. Asha's eyes were glued to his abb's and his golden skin, Sammael noticed this and stretched, "Enjoying the view."
Asha shook her head, "No, your ugly." She looked away as he grinned.
He casually grabbed her hand tracing her bones, "Ah, you hurt me my lady."
"What did you mean by moon or sun?" Asha snapped, pulling her hand away.
Sammael shrugged, "If you don't know yet, what's the use of telling you? Find out yourself." He leaned backwards.
"And your horse?"
"Whisper thinks your someone." Sammael answered.
"Who am I supposed to be then?" Asha asked, leaning against the wall and glaring at Sammael.
"Someone. I am not going to tell you who." He chuckled at her annoyed expression, "What were you reading?"
"Nothing." Asha answered, her hands going to her book and hiding it underneath herself.
"I have never seen a scroll like that before." Sammael said, "May I read it?"
"If you don't leave I will yell for the guards." Asha threatened.
"You are hiding something." Sammael smirked, "And I will find out what it is." He then got up, winking at her he walked out of the room.
Asha let out a sigh of relief, grabbing her book out and flipping to the page she had been reading, "A ship eh?"
END! Another short and sweet chapter!
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