The town was crowded and had an air of excitement. There were flowers and festivity everywhere. Traders had set up stalls and were selling cheap jewellery and ribbons. They were doing good business as the poorer people wanted to join in the celebrations. Everyone was in a happy mood. Their handsome Prince was finally getting married. His bride, Hippodamia, was young, beautiful and healthy. Healthy enough to ensure a strong line of succession. The future looked good.
Herakles noticed a few Kentauri pushing their way through the crowds.
‘They seem to be behaving themselves.’
‘It’s early yet. Probably most of them won’t be arriving till tomorrow as they haven’t far to come, I hear.’
That’s right, Theseus. They live on the lower slopes of Mount Pelion. Maybe I should take my club to the we
