Short Story: King Of Sparta
“Did I hear that right? There is a plan to fight Persia at Thermopylae?” My friend Aesop asked. We were coming out of a meeting at the barracks. “Yes, my friend, we will defend the pass from the invaders,” I replied.In the meeting in the barracks, King Leonidas had told us that he was going to hand pick 300 of our elite soldiers to fight Persia. “Did you know, Acacius?” he asked me, “Only fathers will be going on this mission.” He was correct. The king was only picking soldiers who had children. “I wonder why that is,” He said, “does he want there to be and heir to the family?” “I know as much as you do,” I told him. I was wondering why he was only taking men with children. “You have a son Aesop. Do you think you will be selected?” I knew
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He turned and walked off briskly. I tried to call him and apologize but he ignored me. I had called my friend unloyal to Sparta, and that was a large insult. As I turned around, I almost walked right into someone. I almost told them to watch where they were going, but then I caught myself. It was Leonidas. King of Sparta. “Acacius,” He said, “I would like you to accompany me, as a captain, on our march to The Hot Gates.” He stood tall and broad, an intimidating man. “My King, I would be honored to march with you,” I said it, as I had many times before. But even though I have repeated those words more than once, I truly meant them. They were not an automatic response. I will always be honored to march for Sparta. “And I will be glad to have you by my side, Captain.” He said. “Oh, and by the way, I will need your help gathering men.” I nodded and left for the barracks. A spartan warrior is not allowed to live with his wife. He lives in the barracks with his brothers in arms until he is 30, at which point he becomes and “equal”. In the morning, I decided to search for men to accompany me and Leonidas on our march to Thermopylae. The first person I went to was Aesop. I knew that he should come on this march. This was of great significance to all of Greece and I wanted my friend to
He turned and walked off briskly. I tried to call him and apologize but he ignored me. I had called my friend unloyal to Sparta, and that was a large insult. As I turned around, I almost walked right into someone. I almost told them to watch where they were going, but then I caught myself. It was Leonidas. King of Sparta. “Acacius,” He said, “I would like you to accompany me, as a captain, on our march to The Hot Gates.” He stood tall and broad, an intimidating man. “My King, I would be honored to march with you,” I said it, as I had many times before. But even though I have repeated those words more than once, I truly meant them. They were not an automatic response. I will always be honored to march for Sparta. “And I will be glad to have you by my side, Captain.” He said. “Oh, and by the way, I will need your help gathering men.” I nodded and left for the barracks. A spartan warrior is not allowed to live with his wife. He lives in the barracks with his brothers in arms until he is 30, at which point he becomes and “equal”. In the morning, I decided to search for men to accompany me and Leonidas on our march to Thermopylae. The first person I went to was Aesop. I knew that he should come on this march. This was of great significance to all of Greece and I wanted my friend to