Xena Warrior Princess; Sins Of The Past

In the land of ancient Greece a woman warrior is lost to herself.
Unforgiven and shunned for past actions, old flames bring disaster to any hope she had of moving on but a new friend see's the goodness in the warrior woman that even Xena herself cannot see... but when even her family cannot forgive her what hope is there in forgiving herself?

A mix of bad-ass action, tender emotion, a story that will make you heart beat faster for more then one reason!


15. Chapter Fourteen

  Later that evening, Xena sat poking at a small fire in the woods near Amphipolis.  

 Something cooked in a pot hanging from a branch propped over the flames. An owl hooted, cicadas chirruped.

 Something big rustled in the bushes.

 Xena stood, sword in hand, spinning it, she took up a defensive stance.

 Gabrielle emerged from the bushes, pulling her cardigan tight around her. The warrior dropped her sword to her side.

 “I was going to follow you until you were in some jam.” The young woman said.

 Xena sat back down on her log.

 Gabrielle sat down opposite her.

 “It’s so cold out there, and I couldn’t get a fire started. And the mosquitoes are as big as eagles.”

 Xena looked at her.

 You know, I’m sending you home in the morning.” She said her tone almost parent-like.

 “I won’t stay home, I don’t belong there Xena.” The young woman explained, her face earnest.

 “I’m not the little girl my parents wanted me to be.”

 “You wouldn’t understand.” She shook her head, looking away from dark haired woman.

 “It’s not easy proving you a different person.” The warrior said her eyes on the fire.

 Gabrielle looked at her.

 Xena met her gaze for a moment then rolled her eyes, eyebrows rising. She grabbed a blanket from next to her pack and tossed it at the young woman.

 Gabrielle caught it.

 “You can sleep over there.”

 Xena gestured with her stick to the far side of the fire.

 Gabrielle glanced where she pointed, looked back at Xena and smiled at her; the warrior returned it and went back to poking the fire.


 The next day they left Amphipolis, Xena leading Argo and Gabrielle walking along side holding her long skirt off the ground.

 “You know, where I’m headed, there’ll be trouble.”

 Xena said as they walked.

 “I know.”

 Gabrielle replied.

 “Then why would you want to go into that with me?”

 “That’s what friends do; they stand by each other when there’s trouble.”

 “Alright…” Xena said with a slight smile in her voice.


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