είκοσι (Twenty)

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Everyone was asleep. I couldn't. I have so many worries for Sinbad. I really hope he can pull this off. The pressure on his shoulder must be extreme. I can't imagine what's going through his head. I really hope he can pull this off.

"You are a mystery Proteus son of Dymas." A voice behind me says.

I turn.

"Poseidon." I say.

He circles me.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"I'm only here to talk." Poseidon says.

My eyes narrow.

"I'm curious to know why you saved him. You know who I am." Poseidon says.

"I saved him because he's my friend." I say.

"There has to be more than that." Poseidon says. 

"He saved my life." I say.

"And how many times has he gotten you in trouble?" He asks.

I look down.

"Thought so. You are naive boy." He lifts my head up with a tentacle.

I push off of him.

"Sinbad is braver than you could ever imagine." I say.

"You do realize he's a bastard, right?" He lifts an eyebrow.

"That changes nothing." I say.

"Enlighten me." Poseidon says.

"He's a hero. He has a noble heart." I say.

"Perhaps. But we will see. When he finds Echidna, he better kill her." Poseidon turns.

"He will. I assure you." I say.

"Good boy." Poseidon enters the water.

I let out a breath.

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