Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 63: The princess’s wedding (1)

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Davers nodded and said: "I will send Ancitanos to assist you, because this time Turrii is a well-known scholar from all over Greece, who has a great influence in the Greek city-states. As a scholar, Ansitanos will know them better, and they will also have some common topics, so that they will not be neglected.

In addition, these scholars may put forward some requirements, as long as they are not excessive, we try to meet them as much as possible. What you need to pay attention to is that after the start of the conference, there may be a lot of people to listen to their lectures. You must send enough people to maintain order, avoid riots, and protect the safety of these scholars. "

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will make arrangements carefully." Lycias said with a serious face.

"It’s been discussed for so long. It’s time for lunch." Daves stretched his waist and said with a relaxed and smiling face: "I have one last thing to say, yes My personal business. After the Hera celebration tomorrow will be my daughter Cynthia’s wedding. I will hold a celebration banquet in the palace tomorrow night and invite you to participate!"

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This year's Hera Marriage Ceremony was even more lively than in previous years. More people came to watch it, because there was a special young couple among the newlyweds participating in the celebration.

They are the daughters of King Daves, who are beloved by the Dionian people-Cynthia and the hero of the Dionian people, and the youngest legion captain-Patroclus.

Apart from the halo of the background behind them, they themselves are quite popular among the people.

Cynthia became an effective helper for her mother Kristia as an adult, helping to manage business affairs and was well-known to the people of Turiyi. She is gentle, generous, virtuous and industrious, which is an excellent image of women promoted in Dionian culture.

And Patroclus was born into a free family. After his father was injured on the battlefield, he did not become decadent, but actively devoted himself to public affairs. Through his own efforts, he became an outstanding official of the kingdom and made his own contribution to the prosperity of Turiyi. Patroclus himself has become an excellent fighter and team officer through his studies at the Dionia School and experience on the battlefield, and he has become a triumphant flagman because of his outstanding record. As the country of immigrants Dionia, the success of the Patroclus family is a model for countless families of free people born in the kingdom.

Therefore, even though the celebration is over, the people are still very interested, because they know that the traditional wedding of the two young people will be held in the evening, and maybe they can still see the king and his wife.

At this moment, Cynthia has separated from Patroclus, followed her mother, Agnes, and brought the slave girl to the Hades Fountain (formerly the Turi Fountain) beside Victory Square, to the Pluto couple in the center of the spring. After saluting with the statue of Daves, several pots of clear spring water were placed on him, and then he returned home.

At this time, the Daves Mansion is already in red, and everyone is dressed in costumes, including the servants, who are making meticulous preparations for the upcoming wedding.

Cynthia quickly returned to the bathroom of the main building, took off her almost soaked clothes (wet when splashing water at the Hera celebration), and carefully scrubbed her body with the spring water, not just for washing away The dirt on his body is symbolically washed away from the relics of his virgin age in accordance with the tradition.

Then she changed into a clean robe and came to the backyard garden. Agnes was already waiting next to the idol of the virgin and child protection **** Artenis. The offerings were placed in front of the idol and the oil lamp was lit.

"Mother Agnes!" Cynthia hurried over.

"Don't worry, child." Agnes smiled, took her hand, made her stand in front of the idol, and then stood by herself.

At this time, Agnes was wearing a white priest's robe. She was beautiful and slender. Standing with Cynthia, she was completely a pair of sisters, making it impossible to see that she had two children. , A woman who is thirty-six or seventeen years old. Only by observing carefully, will she find a few crow's feet in the corner of her eyes.

Aggnese looked at the statue of Artemis with a bow and arrow in front of her, and she couldn't help feeling: Twenty years ago, when she became the priest of this goddess, she thought she would serve her, alone. When I am old, I have never thought that I will have a caring husband, two lovely children, and a lively big family...

"Come, pray softly with me." Agnes returned to her senses, said softly to Cynthia, and then took the lead in singing in a low voice: "Night is falling, and the moon appears.

Artenis, you are patrolling the world with a bow and arrow in your hand.

Girls and children are protected by you.

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Cynthia followed a devout prayer.

When the prayers were over, Cynthia’s personal slave girl took some of the clothes and toys she had worn when she was a child, and lit them in front of the idol.

Looking at the faint white smoke rising, and smelling a bit of a choking nose, Cynthia couldn't help but feel a little taken aback, because from this moment, she said goodbye to her childhood, and at the same time she was free from the blessing of Artenis. It will be transferred to the realm of Aphrodite, the goddess of sex, and Hera, the goddess of marriage protection.

For this, she went back to her bedroom, and her other mother, Kristia, was waiting in the house.

"Mother, thank you very much!" Cynthia exclaimed excitedly. At this time, her bedroom was very gorgeously dressed, and a golden statue of Aphrodite was erected on the head of the bed. This is the result of Christoya’s efforts alone. According to tradition, no one is allowed. Outsiders come to intervene.

"Silly boy, isn't this what a mother should do!" Kristia said with a smile, then took out a gold-plated apple, handed it to her, and said, "Pray to the **** of love."

In the legend of "Iliad," Paris, the prince of Troy, gave Aphrodite the golden apple. He thought she was the most beautiful goddess, so Aphrodite, who was extremely happy, immediately blessed Paris and let him Helen, the most beautiful Greek woman, fell in love with him, which led to the Trojan War. In some of the Greek city-states of later generations, there is such a marriage custom: a golden apple is offered to Aphrodite, and the bride will receive the blessing of Eros.

Cynthia held a golden apple in her hand and prayed devoutly to Aphrodite.

After a moment of silence, she put the apple in the outstretched hand of the idol, in exchange for a new and gorgeous chest strap that had been stacked in its hand. This is also a custom formed from the legend of the "Iliad": in the legend, the goddess Hera begged Aphrodite to lend herself the belt she tied around her chest before joining forces with Zeus, the king of the gods. , Because the chest strap is a magical skill with alluring power, and sure enough, Zeus was fascinated by Hera, and Hera successfully achieved her goal.

As a bride, who doesn't want the groom to pet herself alone, love and enjoy the joy!

Cynthia picked up the chest strap shyly, put it on her chest and tried it.

Christoya took Cynthia and sat on the side of the bed, pointing to a few items on the bed, and said: "This crown, necklace, and earrings were given to you by your mother Aegness, this is The jewellery she wore when she married Turiyi."

Cynthia looked at these pieces of jewelry: the crown is made of gold and silver, inlaid with blue and green garnets, and the style is very exquisite and delicate; and the necklace is made of silver as a chain and gold as a chain. Dao tassel, the front end is adorned with a huge orange-red amber, very dazzling; the earrings are two small and delicate silver nails each strung with a gleaming milky white pearl.

Cynthia held it in her hand, looked and watched, couldn't put it down, she wanted to wear it right away, she couldn't help but said: "It's beautiful!"

Christoia sighed from the side: "You love Gurneys's mother's family but Lijim's nobles. I want her father Attily Cruise to send her to Turie with a gorgeous fleet. , I also want your father to hold a grand wedding. Taking into account my feelings, your father refused... At that time, your Aegness mother was wearing expensive jewelry and came from the port surrounded by a huge family sending-off party. When I got home, it attracted the attention of thousands of people along the way. So far this wedding is still a topic of many people in Turiya..."

Cynthia remembered that when Christoya and Daves got married, it was Amendorara who took it back from the Lucanians. Everyone’s thoughts were on how to stand firm in Amendorara. In terms of emergency matters such as heels and recovery from war trauma, the marriage ceremony of the two of them was very simple. They only participated in the start-up Hera celebration. There was neither a grand wedding nor a banquet. Instead, they followed two oil bottles. (I.e. she and her brother Adoris)...

Thinking of this, Cynthia immediately put down her jewelry and hugged Christia with her hands affectionately: "Mother, what is the old thing you gave me?"

"At that time, it was easy to get married, and I didn't have many items, only this one—" Christia sighed again, and picked up a belt from the bed.

Cynthia immediately noticed the special features of this belt: although it looks a bit old, it feels good in texture, and it is light, and the embroidered patterns on it are also very exquisite, and it is not ordinary. Her silk thread is something she has never seen before... The whole belt shows colorful colors, but it is not tacky at all, on the contrary, it is quite luxurious.

Kristia saw Cynthia staring at the belt intently, but she was very emotional. She stroked the belt with her hand and said quietly: "This is a belt of the Persian royal family. It once blessed me from avoiding the Persian soldiers. The arrest, it even blessed me to meet your father, it blessed me successfully escaped from Persia, it blessed me to follow your father to Great Greece, and finally married him... Now I give it to you... …"

Christoia said softly, and countless images of the past continue to appear in her mind. The promise Davers made to her back then has now been fulfilled, and the person she served when she was young is now her I can't remember what it looks like...