The Wooden Walls Of Thermopylae (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
He was travel-stained and weary but something else as well. I tried to work out what it was as he talking to Cimon. I’d avoided his gaze: I still felt too much shame. I think he was embarrassed too; these things can hang between men like an invisible curtain. Didn’t stop him speaking though.“If you’re capable of feeling shame, Mandrocles, you should feel it now. That poor girl didn’t deserve your spite. Treat the ones who love you like that and soon you’ll stand alone. Now get out of that bed, I need to sleep.”I got up and headed for the stairs where Cimon was waiting. Aeschylus called after me.“Wake me in three hours, I’ve information Themistocles needs. You can come with me if you can manage to forget your own problems for a moment.”Cimon shouted,“And me, do I come?”“You make your own decisions, son of Miltiades.”He turned his face to the wall and was asleep in seconds. Cimon and I wandered down to the bar; there were already drinkers in there, no one slept well last night, there’d been skirmishes throughout the hours of darkness as the unstable city prepared for another revolution of the wheel.
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