Memoirs of an Immortal (The Immortal Series)

Read Online Memoirs of an Immortal (The Immortal Series) by Evangelene - Free Book Online

Book: Memoirs of an Immortal (The Immortal Series) by Evangelene Read Free Book Online
Authors: Evangelene
Ads: Link
must have looked annoyed because he answered my look.
    “Ares was testing you. You were his target, but this way we can say that it was a onetime occurrence meant for Leonidas, not you.” He sighed. “You need to be careful now. Some of the gods seem to have an eye on you.”
    But before we could continue, Eupolia had summoned me to take a bath. She asked if I really wanted it in my room or perhaps in the bathhouse. I chose the bathhouse.
    As I was in my bath, I sat there thinking about what Pro had told me. I was trying to rap my mind around today’s events, when I heard a voice coming from the hallway.
    “You are for sure Nikephoros’ daughter. You went at that thing like it was natural.” Dienekes was talking making light of what had happened. “So what was that thing? Do you know?” He asked.
    “I have no clue. I’ve never seen anything like it.” I wasn’t exactly lying.
    “I never thought your father gave you and your sisters that kind of extensive training. I mean come on, you’re a girl. What can a girl do?” He said laughing.
    “Are you mocking me now? Seriously, you saw what I can do. Don’t you make me go after you?” I was laughing. I couldn’t even take myself seriously.
    “So Psykhe, when should we start training? Cause I wouldn’t mind you showing me some of your skills?” He asked.
    “Don’t encourage this, Dienekes!” Leonidas had come back from the oracle and appeared to be calmer than before.
    “Don’t worry Dienekes.” I yelled “We’ll train together as long as you show me some Spartan training.” I offered. His laughter was loud enough that I could hear him clearly in the bathhouse.
    I sat in the warm water thinking. Why were the gods after me? Why did I need so much protection? What was really going on here? Eupolia had my clothes ready and was waiting for me, so she can tend to my wounds. My body was bruised all over and I had a few open wounds, but nothing serious. As I was getting out, I suddenly remembered that Leonidas was outside waiting. I dropped back into the bath feeling embarrassed.
    “Are you ok?” Eupolia rush over, but I laughed it off.
    Upon hearing the commotion, Leonidas rushed in, to make sure nothing had happened.
    I was half way out of the water by that time, but luckily Eupolia and Cynisca were holding a long cloth that shielded me. Leonidas kept staring, I smiled. The embarrassment I felt before was now gone, his eyes, the look he gave me, warmed my body and made me feel special.
    “I need Eupolia to tend to my wounds and help me dress so if you don’t mind.” I motioned him to leave, but he didn’t move. “I can get dressed with you here, if you like?” My question made him walked out. Eupolia, Cynisca and I laughed.
    They both helped me get dressed and was about to treat my wounds, when Leonidas barged in and demanded he do it himself. He hesitated, stopping the moment he saw me. He then headed straight for me. He reached me, lowered himself and picked me up.
    “I’ll take you back. I don’t want you to get anymore hurt than you are now.” He said in a serious tone.
    I looked over his shoulder to see Dienekes, Eupolia and Cynisca smiled wildly. I buried my head into his chest taking in his scent. It was a mix of sun kissed skin with sweat and it was sweet and intoxicating.
    When we reached my room, he laid me down onto the bed and began to lift my dress, that’s when I stopped him. He said that he was going to only apply ointment on my wounds. I was calm, so was he. We no longer were angry, but we still had a hard time speaking to each other. I turned myself and untied my dress to expose my back. It was there that I was mostly wounded.
    The day was nearing an end and the sun once again painted the sky with various colours of red. Leonidas had gotten himself up and started the fire. “You might get cold.” He murmured.
    With my back still to him, he lowered my dress and pushed my hair over my shoulder. He scrutinized my old

Similar Books

Scorch Atlas

Blake Butler

Learnin' The Ropes

Shanna Hatfield

Tex (Burnout)

Dahlia West

GetOn

Regina Cole

Prague Murder

Amanda A. Allen

Modern Mind

Peter Watson