Chapter Ten
True Strength
Αληθινή Δύναμη
The fourth day of the Olympiad dawned with grey clouds in the summer sky, unusual for the time of year, and so a source of worry and ill-omen.
In her tent, Kyniska sat up in her bed, alone, staring at the newly-polished thorax, helmet, and greaves which Stefanos had left behind. The first rays of light had just emerged to pierce the clouds with their shafts, but Stefanos had gone long before.
Of course she had known he was awake in the night, and had respected his need to be alone with his thoughts on the eve of battle. It would be a long day, and she had her own work to do in preparing her team for the chariot race on day five. She needed to keep busy, to focus on them, her children, those who had ever been loyal to her.
However, Kyniska, no
