Chimera, Part 2

Medea, Princess of Colchis, niece of Circe, kin slayer, and first wife of Jason, who, after he abandoned her for another, murdered her own children in retribution. It was one of the ancient world’s most well-known tales of betrayal and tragedy, meaning hers was such a big fat lie that Sam could only gape at the ghoulish woman’s claim.

“M-Medea?” he blurted. “That can’t be true...it would make you more than two thousand years old!”

“Two-Thousand-seven-hundred-and...” Medea’s face turned contemplative for a moment. “You know, I’ve mostly forgotten that last number.”

She flashed a smile at Sam, one that wouldn’t have been uncommon at a red-carpet premiere. Assuming the premiering film was a horror movie, of course.

“Let’s just say I’m thirty...I do look thirty, don’t I,” she chuckled.

“More like forty-five,” Farsight chimed in.

She and Thunder bumped fists, causing Medea’s smile to turn upside down.