A/N: This is⊠not quite what was asked for.
He came shouting accusations, he came with god-touched weapons and interrupted their singing. He threw the spear at her and almost caught her a painful blow. Silphia nearly struck his head from his shoulders in one swift blow, before she saw that he was shaking. Before she saw the youth etched in his face. She caught herself in time, and nearly snatched the other weapon from his hands. The net she threw into the fire. Her hearth had been burning since before apes were born, it could destroy anything wrought by man or god.
âYou stole my little sister!â He was quaking with anger. âYou made the drought! The gods told us!â
âAnd they sent you, an untrained child, with weapons you cannot wield, against me,â she said. âCome inside. Hyacinth and Anise will sing for you, and we will make you supper.â
âYou will not steal me so easily.â He launched himself at her.
She caught him around the waist. âI could kill you easily,â she said. âI have not taken any children. I have not seen any humans, not for centuries. I thought you had forgotten us.â
He raged like a cat, but she scruffed him neatly as a kitten. She picked up his spear and broke it in one strike on the ground. âThat would have killed you,â she said. âIf you had laid it into me? It would have struck you dead.â
âThere is good hearty soup to eat, with crusty bread and honey,â she said. âYou have been sent to die, but I will not allow it, not on my lands. The waters of your birth soaked the earth I sowed, long ago, but your heartâs blood will not darken it this day.â
âWhatâs your name?â
âMileos, the Bold,â she named him. âYouâre a growing boy, and youâre scrawny. You need food. You can tell me all my evils while you eat.â
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