Book 23

Book 23🗡✨

The sand glided gently across the golden stream that rivaled the River Styx, majestical locks of blinding aureate blonde hair swayed through the breath of the gods.

“Oh dear Patroclus, my one and only, I wish your presence was here by my side the warmth from my blood has gone and it’s been replaced by a chilling blue cold…” Achilles spoke in a murmur hardly audible as his eyes shone a gleaming blue reflecting the day sky, his body froze not knowing how to feel without his companion to hold and caress. His eyes slowly closed - a waterfall of images and words flooded his mind, a warm familiar figure would stand there with a smile that made the world stare with an aura that was simply divine, worthy of praise. The poor younger male whispered to himself in utter grief as he swam towards the end of the waterfall knowing all that awaited was a sickening reminder of his dearest one’s departure.

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Golden rays of light glisten on her skin, her beautiful tanned, velvety smooth doll-like face making the room freeze to stare. “You look ravishing!” He muttered evil words branding my body with an unbearable fury that could rival Achilles’.

I watched as she lured my beloved into her seductive lies, my lips trembling at the mere thought of their bodies touching as I walked off not wanting to witness anymore. A grab at my hand prevented my leave as Alexander pulled me towards him, “Hephaestion why do you leave?” He asked cluelessly as I scoffed; my face a blood red as I glared at her from the corner of my eyes. I let out a sigh my eyes darting from her to him leaving my head foggy with a clenched fist.

“I want to be yours Alexander no I AM yours so why can’t you be mine?!” I roared at him my voice echoing across the delicately fabricated bedroom. The whore left the room unsettled by my tone I supposed as I bit my lip until blood was pouring avidly. “Heph… you know I love you.” My heart ached knowing he would try to deceive me yet again with his sweet but bitter words; I knew he was lying yet I succumbed to those thoughts with a frown, “Yet I am nothing but a second option to you?” My tone broken like an overused shield tired from battle.

Once again, I watched his pure blue eyes dull down - it’s ever glow dimming as his smile grew tired of stretching his cheeks leaving a sullen look on his face. I knew he was speechless, I had known him for so long he was my sun and me his moon, yet he didn’t falter or show anxiety. He put on a stern expression and let go of my arm, “I need options, Hephaestion, I thought you understood that.” He simply spoke with a quiet disappointment before leaving me alone to my crippling thoughts.