Chapter 8Soon after, Cepheus left them to rest for the evening. Exhausted from their day of travel that ended with their romp with the king, both young men soon took to sleep. The next morning, Perseus woke early, just as the sun was rising. He slid out of bed quietly, not wishing to wake Bellerophon, and walked towards the opening in the wall that led to the outside of the palace. Once in the garden directly adjoining his room, he stood and watched the sun rise, feeling the rays warm his naked body.
“Excuse me,” a voice said to his left. Perseus turned and saw a young man, not much older than he. “Are you perhaps Perseus? Or Bellerophon?”
“Perseus. Yes.”
The man had long, dark blond hair and a well-trimmed beard, and was clad in a simple black tunic with the emblem of a bird with wildl
