After Polyxena, daughter of King Priam of Troy, is chosen as Neoptolemus’s love interest, she embarks on a journey of self-discovery that leads to a surprising conclusion about her destiny.
Troy has just fallen, leaving the city in ruins and at the mercy of the Greeks. Neoptolemus has claimed the daughter of the now-deceased King Priam of Troy as his love prize. After she rejects his advances, he angrily contrives a story that dooms the ill-fated Polyxena. She knows what she must do to survive, but unfortunately, she cannot change her destiny.
Polyxena is mortified that Neoptolemus has fallen in love with her, for this means she must die at the commemoration rites for his father. As Polyxena
prepares for the inevitable, she reflects over the past year, relating
her thoughts to Aphrodite, the goddess she believes is responsible for
orchestrating the events that have beleaguered her. As she tries to make
sense of it all, Polyxena
converses with all the well-known personages associated with the Trojan
myth—Achilles, Agamemnon, Cassandra, Helen, and many others—while
seeking solace in the hope that her existence has not been futile.
In
this moving story of forbidden love, a young woman unwittingly becomes
intertwined in the romantic legacy surrounding Troy, embarking on a
journey of self-discovery that leads her to a surprising conclusion
about the life she has lived.
About the Author:
H. Allenger
earned a BA in public administration and an MA in international
relations. After thirty-one years with the Seattle School District, he
is now retired and pursuing his true passions, which include mythology,
archaeology, and writing. He currently resides in Seattle, Washington,
and enjoys traveling the world.
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