Marguerite sat there and thought about what Cyrene
said until Xena and Ulysses walked in through the back door
grinning at each other. They both stopped cold when they noticed
Marguerite sitting at the table, “good morning,” Xena
said in a polite tone. “Good morning Xena,” Marguerite
said then watched as Xena turned to Ulysses, “I’m going
get cleaned up,” she said and he nodded and watched her go
downstairs. Ulysses looked at his mother for a moment before he too
headed downstairs and Marguerite let out a breath as she saw that
Cyrene was right. Was something as simple as Xena not being of
noble or royal blood worth losing her son over? Marguerite stood
and walked over to Cyrene, “can you use some help?” She
asked and Cyrene looked at her and nodded, “yea you can crack
those eggs in that bowl and whip them up for me,” Cyrene said
and that’s what Marguerite did.

 

 

Xena and Ulysses both took showers in separate
stalls then went back to the room and got dressed. Since it was
chilly, Xena wore her black leather pants and a shirt and Ulysses
wore his brown leather pants and off white shirt. They both had at
least two daggers on them mainly in their boots. When they were
dressed they went back up to the kitchen, Ulysses went to the
dinning area where he sat at the table and talked with Virgil,
Toris and Lyceus totally ignoring his father. Back in the kitchen
Xena helped her mother prepare breakfast and she was silent as she
did so. Marguerite looked at Xena and Ulysses’ words came
back to her. ‘If you would just get to know her and not
judge her’ she heard in her mind and thought her son was
right and she thought she shouldn’t be so quick to judge
people.

 

 

“Xena,” Marguerite called and Xena
looked at her, “I should say that Julian and I don’t
want you to marry Ulysses.” She said, “I know
that,” Xena said as she looked at Marguerite. “Well
what you don’t know is that I feel that we have unjustly
judged you, we don’t even know you and I am surprised at
myself. I’m usually not so quick to judge people, I guess my
maternal instincts to protect Ulysses kicked in,” Marguerite
said and Xena looked at her. “Its okay, I guess I can
understand that,” Xena said and Marguerite. “Then I
hope you will forgive me and allow me to make it up to you by
taking the time and getting to know you. Perhaps when there is time
we can go for a walk and get to know each other better,”
Marguerite suggested and Xena nodded as her eyes brightened a
little. “I would like that,” she said with a small grin
and Marguerite grinned as well then went back to what she was doing
as did Xena.