Allow me to compel you into realms of my imagination. Allow me to take you on a journey, to a world of goddesses and demigods, of monsters and evil Regents, of prophecies and heroines/heroes.

In the beginning was a world ruled by Men, which was filled with wars and death. The tribulations of the Mortal realms came to the attention of the Greek gods and goddesses. Zeus (King of the Heavens) held a meeting in Olympus to end the sufferings of the mortals. But the devious Hera (Queen of the heavens) blamed Man for the destruction of the mortal realm. And when the gods were against it, Hera connived with other goddesses to make an elixir that transferred dominance to Women, causing a paradigm shift across the mortal realms. Then the goddesses dwelled in the mortal realms to teach and create fantastical cities, that is, until they vanished to the heavens. Then millions of years passed as mortals flourished in peace, before dark forces began rising.

A generation of teenagers: Chilton and Chilonis, Tiki and Rode, Lozen and Joanne are all descendants or legacies of these goddesses, who are determined to roam the perilous cities and battle evil and participate in a competition called the Heraen games: where the winners who find the ‘Urn of Nike’ lives and the losers die.

‘Daughters of Hera: legacies of goddesses’ is a YA/NA dark fantasy that combines Greek mythology with world building, and multi-characters, which would appeal to a broad audience among fans of George R. R Martin’s ‘Game of Thrones’ and Rick Riordan’s ‘Percy Jackson and the Olympians’ series respectively.

Daughters of Hera

So Sylva went on to dictate the order of the day, and other than the temperamental squabbles in Didius over lands and the increase in the price of barrels of wine in the city, with a few family and community quarrels to settle, which needed the Regent’s wise and drunk counsel, there was nothing more amiss or in need of her dire attention. Hence, at this the Regent became somewhat bored and frustrated as the meetings were nearing an end, but instead of the Royal Court to leave immediately, Joanne noticed that they stayed back and sat quietly brooding, they glared in anticipation, like they were waiting or expecting some sort of event, but as Joanne tried to figure what the event included by reading their eyes, their autocratic faces didn’t betray an answer. 


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