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    My Only Desire Is To Touch Your Soul

    Two years later at the palace of Illyria

    Sophia looked over the palace wall watching as her bodyguard eyed the men who could be seen not far from the palace tearing down a number of old buildings in the city. She breathed in deeply watching as the rubble and dust flew upwards, when she was done that whole district was going to be rebuilt, it was nothing more than a slum unfit for anyone to live in and a left over from her grandfathers tyrant reign. She was also going to make sure than anything of grandfathers was torn down. Statues, monuments to himself and his ego all of it would go. Money shouldn’t lie in the champers of the castle it should be used for its people that was her mothers words the ones she remembered the most from her child hood.

    She had also gone through her grandfathers laws getting rid of the ones that had no place in her father’s kingdom and her father had approved her new fairer laws to go in their place. People hated her grandfather and they hated his reign so it was best for the whole city that he vanished forever from their hearts and minds in every way shape and form.  She eyed her body guard again everyone in the city had thought that she had been out of her mind to hire a Minotaur. Saying that though this wasn’t any Minotaur this was Seleukos who was as human as any man due to his up bringing with his human mother. He might have been a son of Asterion of Crete but he was no monster.

    She had felt a sense of sorrow for him as he had been forced to live as an outcast on the edge of her city with his mother who had been shunned from Illyria after his birth. Seleukos had, had no purpose in life, no one would give him work because in their eyes he was a monster and because of this he’d ended up causing trouble for Hercules. He was no thief but he did tend to find things lying around or took things from places he shouldn’t so he could sell them and get money so his mother could eat. In her view that was no life to lead, two years ago she’d offered him the position as her personal body guard after many talks with him. She’d also made it so his mother could live in the castle and be well fed and clothed.

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