A man with long jet black hair stood on the shores of a white sandy beach in the land of Messenia, looking out at the ocean. His mind was racing and he hadn't been able to sleep soundly in days.
"Have you heard from him?" An elderly woman, probably in her mid fifties questioned the male.
"Not a word." Lynceus responded, still looking out at the ocean, worry and concern written all over his face.
Arene sighed and wrapped her arms around her body as she watched the waves hit the sandy shore.
Where on earth had her son gone to? Where was Idas?
Arene was the wife of the ruler and king of Messenia, Aphareus. She was a woman born of a nymph mother and Human father. Years back, during her first few years of marriage to Aphareus, Arene had gone to bathe on the shores of the gulf of Messenia when the god of the sea Poseidon took a liking to her.
