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yelled. “Who do you think you are to be doing this to me? I’ll make certain they have your head for this!”
    The rain gone now, the sun broke through the clouds, illuminating him from behind. Even with his wet scraggly hair, he looked like some sort of god sitting atop her, the grin on his face only angering her further.
    “As you already know - I am Perseus.”
    “I’ve never heard of you, nor do I really care. Now get off me!” She had heard his name mentioned by the oracle but knew nothing about the man.
    “My mother is Danaë, daughter of King Acrisius of Argos.”
    He looked at her as if that should mean something, which it didn’t. The names sounded familiar, but did nothing to impress her.
    “Why should I care?”
    “Son of Zeus?” he asked as if she should know him. “The all-powerful king of the gods,” he finished.
    “Son of Zeus?”
    She had known he was a demi-god but she never considered he would be the son of Zeus. She stopped struggling and took a closer look. The sun shone a halo of light around his body, almost as if Zeus himself were gracing his son. His regal features did indeed boast the presence of not only a king, but also a god. A demi-god, as the oracle had said he was. He truly would be the perfect one to fight off and kill the sea serpent of Nereus. Still, he angered her with his bold actions probably as much as she’d angered him. She turned her head, exhaling, wondering what to do.
    “I’ll release you as soon as you tell me the truth. You’re Princess Andromeda, aren’t you?”
    He leaned over, his mouth so close to her face she could feel his breath on her cheek. She turned to look at him and wished she hadn’t.
    He stared at her lips and she couldn’t help but stare back at his. At five and twenty years of age, Andromeda knew she had no excuse for still being a virgin. No excuse, except the fact her parents secretly hoped some day the princess of the oracle would accept her back to train her. Her virginity intact, she would have no reason not to qualify for the position.
    “And what if I choose not to tell you?” Her eyes roamed from his mouth to his eyes and then back again. The man truly was irresistible.
    “Then I will hold you here until you do. I find this position rather intriguing. Don’t you?”
    Not only the position, but the man called Perseus intrigued her more than anything had in all her days living as the princess of Thessaly. Still, she would not let him know this. He needed to respect her, be he son of Zeus or not.
    “I have a position I find much more intriguing than this. Let us see if you agree.”
    Since his legs were spread in a straddle, she used the opportunity to raise her knee toward his groin. But he had anticipated her action, and dropped his entire body down upon her. His attraction for her pressed against her stomach and she knew if she did not break his hold soon, he would be ravishing her right there on the ground. She turned her head and sank her teeth into the flesh of his forearm.
    “Arrrgh,” he groaned, quickly releasing her arms and sitting upright.
    She used the advantage of the distraction to slip away and headed for her horse. Raising the hem of her skirt, she ran over the damp ground, scurrying to mount. She had almost made it, but halfway up, two strong hands encircled her hips, pulling her back down to the ground. She slammed against the hardness of his chest. His hands gripped her shoulders firmly, but without hurting her.
    “I don’t have time for games, wench. Now answer my question or I’ll be forced to tie you up to a tree for the night.”
    She didn’t like the sound of that. Not at all. She could see there was no way out of this situation. She would just have to tell him the truth.
    “Yes,” she said, raising her chin boldly to look him in the eye. “I am Princess Andromeda, daughter of King Cepheus and Queen Cassiopeia of Thessaly. Now that I have given you what you want, I demand you release me.”
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