Now, after the ladies had their fill of food and frolicking in the water, some went back to their tents and slept off the exhaustion of too much drink and too much sex, if such a thing exists. However, Thera and about twenty women, most of the 'former' virgins, remained resting upon the warm wet sand, as they lie in the sun, the women's bodies coated in rich nourishing olive and jojoba oils. The relaxing rays of Apollo glistening off their golden skin as the soft soothing sound of the waves of the Aegean washed upon the shore. Now as Thera calmed her mind there beside the blue sea she heard a familiar voice and she knew it was he.
"Admiral, I believe the lady you seek has fallen asleep in the sun." Thera heard the blue-eyed Kayla tell Vasha.
"I am not sleeping." Thera said as she opened her eyes standing to her feet naked.
Vasha took in a deep breath as he stood there in front of the magnificent naked woman as he held the reins of two of the horses Thera had brought from Themiscyra. "I would like you to take a ride with me, so that we may have a better understanding of one another, for I feel I offended you in some way." he paused as Thera smiled hands on her hips shaking her head.
Thera interrupted "No good sir, it is I who has caused the offense, you must forgive me for last night, for it is true. I was brought under the spell of your King." she paused knowing Vasha had know idea of what degree. "I see you have brought Clarion and Octavius."
"Yes, dear Thera, if you would accompany me on a ride, so we might speak further before tonight's feast." he smiled seeing a true warmth of feeling coming from the naked, red- haired, green eyed lady.
"A moment please, and I will be more than honored to ride with thee." Thera bade Vasha wait and he watched as she bent down rubbing the sand into her soft smooth skin, doing this to remove the dead skin and oil from her body. Then she went for a dip in the open sea, that was shining smooth as silver as she rinsed the grit and grime from her body. Thera walked up out of the ocean, wet and glistening, hair dripping like seaweed as she went to the fire where a few maidens helped her dry herself on the long gauze linen hanging by the fire. Vasha watched as the women put a mixture of lanolin and olive oil in her wet hair, combing it back gathering the wet red mass of tresses out of her face. Thera opened a jar rubbing a soothing lotion on her face and a peppermint balm on her lips. She chewed a few mint leaves to freshen her breath and then slipped into a long linen gown. She girded up her loins by pulling the back of the dress up between her legs to the front slipping the material up underneath the golden belt around her waist. Then, and only then, was Thera ready to take a ride with Vasha through the cypress and pine covered mountains, beside the lake surrounded by endless meadows of violets, tulips, peonies, primrose and blue bells. Now this all helped open up Thera's hard heart to Vasha but this was only because of her promise to King Vyakles.
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