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    A Better Time, A Different Time – Tale One: To Each His Own

    Story written on January 12, 2008 by writerz86.
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    A Different Time, A Better Time is a series. Tale One: To Each His Own. Have you ever wondered what would have happened if Cortese had never attacked Amphipolis? How that could have changed Xena’s life, for better or for worse? Would she still go through all she had gone through gaining the names Warrior Princess and Destroyer of Nations in the process? Well in this series all of your answers are answered and don’t worry she still kicks as much butt if not more, there is still adventures and even better some falling in love.

     
    “Good morning mom,” Xena said as she grabbed her apron from the hook on the wall and put it on.
     
    “Good morning dear, did you have a good run last night and this morning?” She asked and Xena grinned and nodded.
     
    “Yep,” she said as she began helping her mother cook. Cyrene grinned at her daughter, cooking had been the one thing she had been able to get Xena to pick up and she picked it up well. Xena cooked well and Cyrene also was able to get her to pick up sewing, Xena had fast hands and nimble fingers which came in handy when something needed sewing and quickly.
     
    “Good morning ladies,” an older woman around Cyrene’s age said as she walked into the kitchen through the back door.
     
    “Good morning Corrinna,” they said and unison.
     
    “Something smells good,” she said as she walked over to the stove and looked down into the pots. She was ready to stick her finger in when Cyrene smacked it away with the wooden spoon she was using. “Gods Cy you know that thing hurts,” Corrinna complained and Xena smiled as she watched Corrinna rub her hand and Cyrene looked at her as she stood with one hand on her hip.
     
    “Serves you right for getting ready to stick your finger in my pot,” Cyrene said and Corrinna shook her head as she walked over to a chair and sat down.
     
    “You’re lethal Cyrene,” Corrinna said and Xena chuckled at that.
     
    “You have no idea,” Xena said.
     
    “Xena I have a lot of things to see to today so I was wondering if you could come over to the house and help me, if your mother will let you go.” Corrinna said and Cyrene grinned at her.
     
    “Its fine with me,” Cyrene said and Xena nodded.
     
    “Corrinna you know I don’t mind helping you but you really should get a healer apprentice,” Xena said with a grin and Corrinna smiled at her.
     
    “I have one,” she said and Xena looked at her.
     
    “Oh yeah? Who is it?” She asked and Corrinna looked at her.
     
    “I’m looking at her,” she said and Xena raised her head.
     
    “Me? I’m not your apprentice,” Xena said.
     
    “But you are, I’ve basically taught you everything I know about healing and considering what I know and how good you are at it I’d say you’re a great apprentice, the best I’ve ever had.” Corrinna said with pride in her voice and Xena smiled at her.
     
    “If you say so,” Xena said and Cyrene grinned at them. Xena may not have been the type of daughter she had once hoped for but she was definitely a daughter that she was extremely proud of. ‘Now only if I can get her married’ Cyrene thought ‘if only I could get them all married’ she thought again as she thought about her children. She was proud of them all; her sons tending to the fields while she and Xena tended to the Inn, but none of them seemed to want to settle down.
     
    Toris who was her oldest and he was twenty one had three girlfriends but the relationships never really lasted. She wasn’t really worried about Lyceus who was her youngest at the age of fifteen he had some time yet to find a wife though he pretty much ignored all of the village girls who swooned over him. And then there was Xena, her gorgeous daughter, but because she wasn’t like most girls and because she could beat up most men, most men didn’t want to be bothered with her and those that took a chance she politely dismissed them and when they continued to harass her should would get forceful in making her point that she wasn’t interested. Cyrene began to wonder if she would ever be a grandmother.
     
     
    Continued in
    Chapter Two: Ulysses’ Quest
     
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