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    Barbarian … Queen … Priestess

    Chapter Seven

    Ares

    "Xena, I am so ashamed. How could I have let her manipulate me like that? I love you so, yet I was ready to throw you into prison to rot and die there."

    "Gabrielle, it wasn't your fault. You were under her spell, all of you were. None of you can blame yourselves. She was so powerful. No one could have resisted her."

    "But you did. How? How were you able to see the truth when the rest of us were so blinded?"

    "Someday I'll tell you. But right now I think hear someone who needs to be fed."

    Gabrielle shook her head. "She even spoiled my milk. Thank the gods it's back to being pure again. How evil she was!"

    "Yes, she was. And speaking of the gods, there is something I need to do. You don't mind if I leave you for a little while, do you?"

    "No, not if it's important. But you better not be gone too long. I feel so much safer with you here."

    "I'll be back before you know it. Now give that young prince something to eat before his crying alarms the entire palace."

    And with a quck kiss on her queen's forehead, Xena quickly left mother and son to begin bonding as they should have all along.

    Xena rode out of the castle walls until she was well out of sight and was sure she wouldn't be seen. After she dismounted, she yelled out, "ARES! ARES!"

    There was a flash of light and the God of War was standing in front of her.

    "You don't have to yell so loud. I do have godly hearing, you know."

    "I guess you know I won't be going with you."

    "Yeah. I figured as much. I really didn't think you'd be able pull it off by yourself. I guess I underestimated you — again."

    "Well, it was you who gave me the answer when you told me I had the blood of a god running through my veins."

    Xena's hand went to the Chakram clipped to her belt. "And it was you who gave me the perfect weapon," she added.

    "Well then, since you're finished with it, you can give it back to me." And Ares held out his hand.

    "You know, I rather like this Chakram. I think I'll keep it."

    "Hey! It was only a token gift. You didn't fulfill your part of the bargain, so by all rights you should return it to its rightful owner — ME."

    "Yeah, well, the way I see it, a gift is a gift. But I'll tell you what. How about if I give YOU a token gift? Just to make things even."

    "Well, maybe. Depending on what the gift is."

    Xena stepped up to Ares, put one arm around his neck, the other hand firmly on her Chakram, and pulling him to her, she kissed him a long, slow, moist kiss.

    She then climbed back on her horse and rode back toward the palace, leaving the God of War still standing there, surprised and stunned at her gift, but with a warm feeling he had never quite experienced before.

    "We will meet again, Xena," he finally said. "You can count on that."

     

     The End
     

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