Circe the Enchantress

The maidens dropped the baskets in their hands and quickly ran inside while Liam stood still at a spot, staring at the entrance of the cave.

Shortly after, the maidens returned, but this time around, they were not alone. With them was the most beautiful woman Liam had ever seen in his life, and looking at her made his jaw drop.

“She is a goddess!” Liam thought to himself as he couldn’t stop admiring the Enchantress.

She had sunny hair that dazzled just like gold, cascading from her head down to her shoulders, and continuing until a few inches to her waist. Her eyes shun brightly like the sun, and her nose pointed straight like an arrow.

She was dressed in a white robe that revealed part of her ravishing skin and with her feet bare just like the maidens. Her curvaceous body stood fitted in her apparel, and she had lovely beads on her waist that glittered like diamonds.

“My love!” She gasped as soon as she saw Liam, and getting down from the step in front of the entrance to the cave, she hurried toward him at once.

“I thought I had lost you!” Circe embraced Liam tightly and held onto him for a while. Liam remained still, not sure if he was to wrap his arks around her or remain the way he was.

Circe pulled out from the embrace eventually, and then she touched Liam all over his face, looking very curious.

“What happened? I saw you, you were dead. The dark Lord killed you after he broke free.” Circe asked anxiously, but Liam was still speechless.

“Come. You will tell me everything inside. I am so glad to have you back. I have met no happiness since you left me.” Crice dragged Liam’s muscular arm with both hands and led him into the cave, engulfed with so much elation.

“Prepare a feast at once! Gather all the maidens!” She ordered the maidens who bowed at her almost immediately and left with their baskets.

Liam walked deeper and deeper into the cave with Circe leading him, and he could see that the walls of the cave had crystals in them, shining brightly, but not as bright as the green light that shunned brightly with a soft hum.

Instantly, Liam’s attention was drawn toward it, and he couldn't stop staring as they got closer to it.

“I kept it for myself as a reminder of the wonderful times we spent together,” Circe said to Liam, and he smiled with a nod.

“How do I get that, pearl?” Liam thought to himself as he looked at the green pearl kept on top of a huge rock surrounded by several other rocks almost of the same size.

He took a glance, and he could see the candles lit at several corners of the cave, fixed into tall metal stands.

By a corner of the cave was a pool, bubbling with hot smoke evaporating from it.

“Come, my love. Come sit with me.” Circe gestured to a large seat that could stand in for a throne, gently dragging Liam until they sat on the large seat covered with thick animal skin.

“My happiness has returned,” Circe confessed with a smile on her face, and without warning, she leaned forward to Liam and planted a kiss on his lips, leaving his eyes wide open, and his brows arched.

Circe noticed the awkwardness between them, and withdrew from his lips, staring at him with several thoughts running through her mind.

“What is it, Phaunos? Are you not happy to see me?”

“Of course, I am happy to see you, my love.” Liam retorted at once, and Circe forced a smile to take over the gloom on her face.

“If you are happy to see me, then why have you been so quiet? Tell me what happened, I want to know everything.” Circe adjusted herself and focused all of her attention on Liam.

Thinking of how to get the pearl, Liam turned to look at it, blinking severally as the rays from its bright light met his eyes.

“You want it?”

Liam nodded in response, and Circe slowly sat up from the seat they shared and gestured her right hand toward the pearl which moved toward her as she motioned.

She got hold of the pearl as soon as it got close to her, and leaning backward, she turned to look at Liam with a chuckle.

“Here, let me help you with it.” Circe grabbed the Amulet hanging on Liam’s neck with her left hand, and then she inserted the pearl into the hole with her right hand.

Instantly, Liam felt a sudden power like an electrical charge surging into his body. It felt like an enigmatic force streaming into his blood vessels with so much speed.

His green eyes began to glow as his body aligned with the magical sensation that crept into his body. He lifted his hands and looked at his palms, and he could feel a whirling energy surrounding them.

Memories of the life of the real owner of the body he was occupying flashed through his mind, and he could see the times he spent together with the enchantress.

“My muse.” He said as he turned to look at Circe who chuckled excitedly with her face brightening up with a smile.

“It is truly you.” Circe voiced out, and then she grabbed Liam’s head with both hands and pulled him closer to herself until their lips met.

She continued kissing him while Liam gently wrapped his arms around her, and they remained that way until the sound of music was heard from a short distance.

Slowly, Circe pulled out from his lips and chuckled with excitement.

“Music is here, my love.” She said, and grabbing Liam’s black cloak, she pulled him up gently and led him toward the direction the music was coming from.

There were beautiful maidens dressed in similar apparel, sitting on the floor at different corners. Some of them had flutes, tambourines, and drums which they played skilfully to produce lovely rhythms.

Liam marveled at how beautiful they were, but none of them could match the beauty of the Enchantress whose pulchritude was enough to cause a war between nations.

Seeing them approach, two of the maidens stood up from the floor and hurried toward them. They grabbed Liam gently from both sides and led him to a well-decorated seat specially set aside for him.

Circe joined Liam in the seat almost immediately, while the maidens stood beside them, nodding to the harmony of the energetic music.

Circe looked at the maidens, and with a single motion of her hands, they all got up slowly almost at the same time, and danced to the sound of the music, swirling their hips as the beads on the ankles joined in the dance.

Liam watched as the maidens danced joyously with Circe nodding in satisfaction, but the excitement on his face vanished the moment he saw the maidens carrying baskets and jars, walking toward them.

They dropped the items on the floor in front of Circe, and she quickly signaled to one of the maidens with long raven hair who poured some wine into a goblet and handed it over to her.

Circe drank some of the wine in the goblet with a smack of her lips just before she picked up an apple from one of the baskets, and ate from it.

“Have a bite, my love.” She pushed the apple to Liam’s mouth, waiting for him to eat from it.