Daphne POV
My hands are bleeding from scrubbing, my knees are shaking from sitting in the same position for so long. My head is pounding and my temples are screaming at me to go to sleep. I am tired, so very tired that I can hardly move. I close my eyes for a moment, suddenly I feel a rush of pain running down my entire back. The pain comes from a whip I know all too well. For my liking, a little too good. "DON'T FALL ASLEEP SLAVE!" shouts my master's son. I sigh, never rest. My hands are stiff but I manage to get them to continue scrubbing. One day, one day I will get my revenge.
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Pallas Athene: the foundation of Athens
Historical FictionAbout the goddess Athena, Kekrops who will never have children and Daphne who dreams about revenge.
