The Pandora Curse (Greek Myth Series Book 4)

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know nothing of what I feel inside,” she told him. “You don’t realize that I cannot control the vices that live within me. My ancestors - my parents - they all died because of The Pandora Curse . And because of Zeus, I am destined for the same future. Don’t you realize? There is nothing you nor anyone can do to take this curse away.”
    “Just say the word, and I would be happy to oblige and advise you how to combat your little problem.”
    “Don’t you hear me?” she shouted. “This is not a blemish that will go away with soap and water. This is a curse! A curse from the king of all the gods. No human can take away the damage Zeus bestowed upon mankind the day Pandora was sent to be Epimetheus’s bride.”
    He picked up his crystal and gazed within it. “You are not the one who can see the future. I am.”
    “Let me see the vision you see in that magical sphere.”
    He held it out to her, but she saw nothing.
    “There’s nothing there. You tricked me.”
    “I did nothing of the sort, Vara. It is not the crystal orb that holds the power to gaze into the future. That power is within me. The crystal is only a catalyst to get the results I want. You cannot see what I see because you are not a soothsayer.”
    She raised her chin in defiance and looked him in the eye. “How is it that Hera decided to bestow you with such a gift? What did you do to gain her favors?”
    “Nothing,” he related. “I was born with the power to scry.”
    “You make no sense. No one is born with the gift of foresight. Not unless they’re -”
    “A demi-god.”
    She took a step backward, clutching her robe. Fear coursed through her for the first time ever. What had she been doing? Using her siren powers on someone as powerful as the son of a god? She could have been killed. Why hadn’t he told her just who he was?
    “Y - you’re a demi-god?”
    “The same as you are a conqueror.”
    “Then who are your parents? Which god bore you?” She prayed it wasn’t the all powerful Zeus. Nor the god of war. If so, her actions could bring about the destruction of her people. If the man determined to destroy her was a god - she would have no chance of winning. She would be defeated, just as Nikolai had predicted.
    “Hera gave me the gift of life, though I do not consider her my mother.”
    “Hera!” she gasped. The most wicked of all the deities. Why couldn’t he have been born from a more gentler goddess like Aphrodite? If so, her acts of lust with Nikolai would be applauded instead of reprimanded. “Why are you really here?” she said, her curiosity growing enormously. Why would a demi-god be spending time with her? “I want to know all about you. Tell me everything.”
    “That would be all too easy,” he said with a chuckle. “If you were a seer, you would know these things. But since you are not, you will have to learn about me just like any other woman would.”
    Make him tell you.
    He cannot keep his secrets from you.
    Find out everything about him.
    “I demand you tell me everything I want to know,” she blurted out, before considering the consequences of demanding anything from a man who was half god. “I want you to stay and answer all my questions until I am satisfied that I’ve heard enough.”
    “Greed is a vice, too,” he reminded her.
    A stab to her heart came next. Once again, the seer looked into her soul, knowing more about her than she wanted him to. “It’s not greed,” she lied. “It’s just curiosity that makes me ask these questions.”
    “You will know the answers eventually,” he assured her with a handsome smile that made her feel special for a mere second. “But for now, you must be patient. After all, remember curiosity is what plagued your ancestors with this curse to begin with.”

Five
     
     
    Nikolai turned over in bed, eyes still closed, listening to the voices out in the courtyard. The smell of fresh baked bread wafted up through the open window, making his stomach growl. He

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