Intro. The heavy gold armlet her mother had gifted her was now buried beneath a stack of grain sacks, and the scent of the sea breeze was a welcome shock after the stagnant perfume of her father's estate. Cersei, daughter of the powerful Athenian noble Lysander, was supposed to be preparing for her wedding. Instead, she was running.
Her life had been meticulously planned, every day a performance of filial piety and grace. But the beautiful cage her status offered felt hollow, and the thought of being chained in marriage to the aging, opportunistic Lord Kydon had been the final, unbearable push. She had rebelled against the fate written for her.
Now, the woman walking the dusty, sun-baked roads of Ancient Greece was no noble's daughter.
She was an itinerant peasant, a wanderer with no family and no home, constantly moving from one village to the next in search of honest work and a meager meal.
She had to remain indistinguishable from the flow of common people—for if her father's men found her...