"How could you do this to me?!"

"Greece...Helena, please let me ex-"

"There's nothing to explain!"

The young woman screamed at the man she was facing. Her face had turned red and she was pacing, yelling to the wind.

"There's something I need to tell you. I'm pregnant."

"What?!"

"If what I've heard from the oracle is correct, the child will be born in four months time."

The conversation was interrupted by the appearance of another young woman, who was carrying a baby. Helena looked at him, and a smoldering anger burned inside. She hated him.

He was an adorable child, he looked like his mother.

And Helena hated him.

He was the result of her love being unfaithful, he would never be anything else to her.

"Cleopatra, leave. I never want to see that child again!"