me: sorry the name is kinda weird. Okay well i wrote this for english class, and my teacher didn't have enough room to write a proper تبصرہ just that it was very busy. so um yeah tell me what آپ think. Please i honestly don't mind the harsh truth. Okay here we go.
ps.Its about ancient greece, and sorry if the names are to weird

I sighed and leaned back against the wall, my hands were trembling, making it that much harder to read my book. Usually poetry calmed me down, but today was an exception. The sun was glinting through the clouds. Today was the دن the Mykene men came to take me to Lukae...my husband to be.

I had stationed myself on the balcony, hoping to catch sight of them, my newly bought dress billowed around my legs as the greek breeze whispered across the palace. I was startled when my maid hesitantly stepped into my line of view.
"Miss Aclericia, the men have arived, they wishto leave soon," she muttered.

"What! I have been sitting here for hours and haven't seen even the dust from their riding," I protested. Had i been to caught up in my thoughts. I sulked and made my way to the courtyard, silently praying to Athena as I passed her statue to give me wisdom. Especially now.

When i saw the men i hesitated and then made my way stiffly over to them, picking up my silky black skirts, so as not to get them dirty. My father stepped آگے to take my hand. My eyes turned colder than ice pools and I sharply turned away. How dare he expect me to be civil when he has sold away his own daughter. He recoiled but i ignored him, moving straight past the Mykene men and to the carriage waiting. I climbed in sitting near the window.

I waited impatiently for the venture to start, tossing my thick dark hair over my shoulder. A boy looking about fourteen aprroached and bowed. An arragont smirk plastered on his face.
"We are ready to depart Aclericia," he announced.
"Miss Aclericia," i corrected coldy. He shrugged and walked away. And true to his word we started moving. Every گھنٹہ lasted forever, the hills and mountains rolling on forever, and every ہل, لندن brought me closer to Lukae.

I was startled from my sleep when we stopped. I shielded my eyes from the sun as i stepped out of the carriage. One glance at my surroundings told me that i was in Ithaka, at King Odsesseus palace. At least i had been granted one happy thing سے طرف کی the gods. I would be able to see Penelope and Persephanie-their niece.

I hurried up the steps and swuickly ran into Persephanie. We both squealed in deligh and hugged each other. Her hair had grown mor golden it seemed, her lips مزید full. Her green eyes sparkled.
"Oh Aclericia, i have heard your fate, and آپ are in all my prayers," she cried. I cast my eyes down feeling awkward.
"But come we shall speak no مزید of that," she said, quickly dismissing the subject

"My darling Aclericia," a voice said. I spun around recognising that voice and ran to hug Penelope. And then it was just like old times, gossiping, laughing and talking about past memories. I sensed they were reaching the topic of Lukae and my trip from Ithaka to Mykene from here and i hurridley excused myself to take a walk.

Talking with Penelope and Persaphanie had let the time creep past, and as i walked outiside, a core chilling night breeze had replaced the afternoons pleasant warmth. I shuddered violently, but refused to turn back. I pushed forward, following the moonlight.

As i rounded the corner the eerie silence of the سٹریٹ, گلی unsettled me and as i was about to turn around when a man stepped forward, his face black from burns, a black empty hole where his right eye should have been. I started to scream and stumble back, but a clammy hand clamped over my mouth.
"A charming lady, so sad that we shall end up killing you... but not before we have a little fun with you," the burned man laughed, staring down at my breasts. My eyes widened in fear and i started sturggling. They pulled out a sword, and i کہا a prayer to the gods.

Another sword flashed in the moonlight to clash against my attackers sword. In a few سیکنڈ my savior had the coward groaning and running away and was on to the man holding me. He quickly pulled out his knife. I gasped as i felt its cool edge cut against my skin. I gasped and collapsed to the ground in a daze.

Strong arms sudenly pulled me up and cradled me to their chest, speaking to me in an urgent tone. I groaned and blinked.
"I'm Aclercia, i'm supposed to be at Odysseus palace," i murmured.
"I know i'm Lukea, my rescuer whispered. He struggled up the stairs, shouting for healers. Huh, perhaps this marriage thing wasn't such a bad idea.