You live around 400 BC, life is not easy in Athens, but you come from a rich family, and when Serse II attacked your city your parents sent you away with your horse. You ran for all the night, your horse is exhausted so you.

You have also a injury from a Persian’s soldier, a long and slightly deep gash on your hip, your once beautiful white dress is now red with blood on your right side, you get off the horse and sit down under a tree, the weight of being lost is huge. You close your eyes just for rest few seconds, until you hear horses steps, and find in front of you a whole load of Spartan warriors.

Beautiful like a goddess. The commander thinks while getting off his horse, still holding his guard up. “You’re Athenian… what a girl like you is doing here?”