The ships drew ever closer to the Themiscyran West Coast, here upon the dark seas under a blanket of endless stars, cast across the blackness of the Heavens Admiral Vasha and his Navigators saw no sign of Thracian ships of war on the horizon. The mighty Spartan ships sailed on with their most precious 'cargo' the women of Themiscyra, whom, in fact, the majority of were with child, some even carrying twin fetus in their nourishing womb. But here these 'warrior mothers' were dressed and ready for battle. Here many of the Spatan crew, warriors themselves, were thankful for the peace between these two Nation's, as the fighting men of Sparta did not like the thought of having to wage war against these beautiful, deadly women. Who all were opposing in stature, commanding of will, eyes as piercing and sharp as an eagle, possessing and displaying the heart of a lion with the fierce look of a pack of hungry wolves. Though these women were to these men charming and delightful, they also knew them to be clever and cunning, in a word Dangerous. Oh, hapless the armies that make war upon these brave ladies, was the thought of Vyakles as he sat in his quarters below deck going over a document he entreated the Queen of Themiscyra to sign. This was a new Proclamation of Peace between the the two Nation's, who had no contact with one another according to the Hundred Year Peace Treaty. Here now, 'lo these many decades later, the two Great Nation's had come together in Sparta, in more ways than one and Queen Thera, herself, was delighted by this momentous occasion, made even sweeter having the King of Sparta's child growing strong in her belly. This new Treaty of Peace and Allegiance would ensure her daughter would have a fast ally in her father, the King of Sparta. Now as Queen Thera signed her name in squid's ink upon the parchment the terrible thought occurred to her, what if I bare him a son? Queen Thera banished this horrible thought from her mind as quickly as it came. Then from above all those gathered in the King's stateroom heard the call "Land ho!"
Queen Thera rushed from the room flying up the ladder to the deck where she and her ladies gathered again at the bow of each ship where clearly they saw, there in the night, the ancient, fortified walls of Themiscyra, where torches were lit up at each watchtower, a soft faint spark on the horizon, but not so far away that the women could not recognize their home. So they shouted great noises of jubilation, their home sick hearts lifted and filled with joy. Now any fear of threat of war from Thrace was dashed upon the rocks as they sailed closer for the Spartan crew and the warrior women of Themiscyra clearly saw no Thracian ships in the still waters of the cove.
Now here shouting voices in distress could be heard coming from the walls as the officers stationed all along the watchtowers did not recognize these foreign ships of war. Now, just before a slew of deadly arrows were to be let loose on command, the defenders of the ancient walls heard coming out from across the water the rhythmic beating of swords against shields. Queen Thera led her women in this as the sound grew louder and louder in rhythmic beating; which was a sign unto the defenders of the walls of Themiscyra. Here the archers slipped their arrows back into their quivers and they all gathered along the watchtowers unsheathed their cyphos, beating them against their shields in unison with the sounds coming from the great ships, the likes of which the warriors upon the walls of Themiscyra had never seen. It was a great spectacle to wittiness, it were as if these mighty ships were sent by Poseidon himself to deliver these ladies home across the sea.
When Queen Thera and her women heard the beating of swords against shields coming back to them from the walls a great cheer arose up from the heartened women who sheathed their swords embracing one another, with kisses on the cheeks, bright beaming smiles, none was more elated than their Queen and Admiral Vasha watched her as she seemed to glow, radiating a light of pure delight there upon the deck of his ship underneath the moonlight. As pleased as he was for his dear Thera, Vasha felt the pain of her loss already, for soon he would give the order to drop anchor and send the women to shore in three small landing vessels. And, as Vasha knew he would, King Vyakles went with the landing party as his men rowed all the ladies onto the shore.
Everything seemed to rush by for Queen Thera, for, though she had waited for this moment to be standing on the sands of her homeland, for what seemed an eternity while she was away all was a rush of voices and cheers and laughter. Now, before Thera could stop and appreciate this moment, the Gates were thrown open to her as cheers and praises of love were shouted by the elated women inside the walls who had come from the far corners of Queen Thera's realm to welcome their new Queen home. However, before Queen Thera entered in, she paused telling King Vyakles to wait until morning when she would see that he and his men would be served breakfast on the beach in the light of a new day. The King watched as the mother of his child went into her walled city in a shower of rose petals and strawberry blossoms as the mothers and daughters, sisters and cousins rejoiced at the sight of the new Themiscyran Queen, who was beloved amongst all of her people.
Queen Thera rushed from the room flying up the ladder to the deck where she and her ladies gathered again at the bow of each ship where clearly they saw, there in the night, the ancient, fortified walls of Themiscyra, where torches were lit up at each watchtower, a soft faint spark on the horizon, but not so far away that the women could not recognize their home. So they shouted great noises of jubilation, their home sick hearts lifted and filled with joy. Now any fear of threat of war from Thrace was dashed upon the rocks as they sailed closer for the Spartan crew and the warrior women of Themiscyra clearly saw no Thracian ships in the still waters of the cove.
Now here shouting voices in distress could be heard coming from the walls as the officers stationed all along the watchtowers did not recognize these foreign ships of war. Now, just before a slew of deadly arrows were to be let loose on command, the defenders of the ancient walls heard coming out from across the water the rhythmic beating of swords against shields. Queen Thera led her women in this as the sound grew louder and louder in rhythmic beating; which was a sign unto the defenders of the walls of Themiscyra. Here the archers slipped their arrows back into their quivers and they all gathered along the watchtowers unsheathed their cyphos, beating them against their shields in unison with the sounds coming from the great ships, the likes of which the warriors upon the walls of Themiscyra had never seen. It was a great spectacle to wittiness, it were as if these mighty ships were sent by Poseidon himself to deliver these ladies home across the sea.
When Queen Thera and her women heard the beating of swords against shields coming back to them from the walls a great cheer arose up from the heartened women who sheathed their swords embracing one another, with kisses on the cheeks, bright beaming smiles, none was more elated than their Queen and Admiral Vasha watched her as she seemed to glow, radiating a light of pure delight there upon the deck of his ship underneath the moonlight. As pleased as he was for his dear Thera, Vasha felt the pain of her loss already, for soon he would give the order to drop anchor and send the women to shore in three small landing vessels. And, as Vasha knew he would, King Vyakles went with the landing party as his men rowed all the ladies onto the shore.
Everything seemed to rush by for Queen Thera, for, though she had waited for this moment to be standing on the sands of her homeland, for what seemed an eternity while she was away all was a rush of voices and cheers and laughter. Now, before Thera could stop and appreciate this moment, the Gates were thrown open to her as cheers and praises of love were shouted by the elated women inside the walls who had come from the far corners of Queen Thera's realm to welcome their new Queen home. However, before Queen Thera entered in, she paused telling King Vyakles to wait until morning when she would see that he and his men would be served breakfast on the beach in the light of a new day. The King watched as the mother of his child went into her walled city in a shower of rose petals and strawberry blossoms as the mothers and daughters, sisters and cousins rejoiced at the sight of the new Themiscyran Queen, who was beloved amongst all of her people.
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