“This is a gift for you, master Heracles.” said the Old Gardener, handing the wooden box to Heracles.
“What is this?” said Heracles quickly, reached his hand out receiving the wooden box.
“I don’t know.” said the Old Gardener.
“So who is the person?” Heracles raised his voice.
“He didn’t tell me but I believe it’s not a bad person. That person comes with goodwill” said the Old Gardener again.
“Thank you.” said Heracles.
“Nothing, master.” said the Old Gardener then he walked turning back to his work.
Heracles put the wooden box down on the table observing it.
“What’s that?” squealed Amelinda, she appeared behind him. Heracles turned back, looked at her. “I don’t know. I still didn’t open it yet.” he said then turned back continued observing the box.
“What are you waiting for without opening it?” asked Amelinda. She sat down on the stool next to Heracles’s.
“I’m thinking about who sent it here” said Heracles.
“You don’t know the person?” squealed Amelinda.
“Yes, I don’t know. Someone just gave it to the Old Gardener without leaving his name.” said Heracles.
“Open it. Maybe we can find something here.” suggested Amelinda.
“Yeah, I open it now” said Heracles.
Then they opened the wooden box together. As soon as the wooden box was opened, golden light rays spread out. It made Heracles and Amelinda frowned. When the golden light turned less bright and they became accustomed to it, they saw a golden suit. It was folded laid carefully inside the wooden box and upon it was a roll of parchment. Heracles ignored the suit, picked the roll of parchment first. He unrolled it and there on the parchment had some words which were written by green ink. Heracles and Amelinda put their heads together reading.
“Heracles,
It’s long time we from the time you was born. For some reasons I can not go and meet you frequently. However, I always want to meet you. Unfortunately I couldn't see you right away.
I heard that you went to Hippocoon land last year. It is a wonderful place, right? You will have few years there and I hope you have a good time there.
It was quite surprising when I heard that the Nemean lion broke into Hippocoon land. It was not a place that could be easily entered. I heard you had faced it and I even heard you somehow had killed it. I really wanted to skip all the work, came see you right away and asked you about the experience of dealing with a lion. But I have to hold back that excitement. We will meet soon. Even so, before we meet, I'd like to send you a present in advance. It’s a unique present, a suit. It’s made of golden hairs of the Nemea lion by the greatest blacksmiths in the world.” Heracles stopped at there, turned to Amelinda at one. “Golden hairs of the Nemea lion.” he said by high-pitched voice, “If I’m not mistaken, you have told me that the Nemea lion was left inside the forest, right?”
“Yes, it’s exactly what we did. When we left, the Nemea lion’s body was still there inside the forest.” squealed Amelinda, looking Heracles in the eye. They took their eyes off the others, turned back to the parchment and continued reading.
“It is a special suit that can be changed in shape and size to suit the wearer. To make sure that no one but you can use the suit, it had been bewitched. I called it Nemea suit following the name of the lion. I hope you will like my present. To use, touch on it.
This is a present from…” As soon as Heracles skimmed to there, the name of person who gifted Heracles the suit faded and then sank into the parchment. It happened too fast that he could not read it.
“Do you see it, the name of the person?” said Heracles quickly, turned to Amelinda,
“No, I can’t.” she squealed.
“What’s wrong with it?” Heracles groaned. Impatiently, he turned the parchment up and down few times in case that he could see the name in somewhere on the parchment. However, he saw nothing.
“Who is the person?” said Heracles curiously, “Why his name suddenly vanished?”
“I don’t know. Just like you Heracles, I also want to know the things.” squealed Amelinda.
For minutes Heracles and Amelinda scanned, they gave up. Heracles put down the parchment on the table.
“Don’t you know any spells that will make it reappear?” said Heracles, kept his voice very low looking at Amelinda seriously.
Amelinda kept silent for a while. “I’m not sure,” she spoke up, “I know some simple spells. I will try them.”
“Let do it.” said Heracles impatiently.
It took them about half an hour doing spells on the parchment but they didn’t work. Amelinda even used magical powder and liquid she had made poured on the parchment in order to discover the name but it’s also like spells they didn’t act. There at the place the name had appeared was still empty.
“It must be someone who knows us.” spoke Amelinda.
“Of course, the person must know me. But who is it?” said Heracles in high-pitched voice. He turned much impatient after long time try to get the name, “Who is enough close to us coming to meet me as I was born and also know Hippocoon land? He or she must stay in Hippocoon that she or he could get the Nemean lion’s hair. Right? I wonder why he and she even didn’t come and see me one as I stayed there. We had spent months staying in Hippocon.” Many things made Heracles find it hard to understand. In his mind that moment had many question needing to answer.
“I don’t know.” said Amelinda thoughtfully. “It may be one of professors and probably he or she does not stay frequently in Hippocoon or is too busy to meet you as you are there.” “Whatever, he or she must be a person who is very close to us, especially you and Queen Alcmene. It told that he or she had met you at the time you were born in here.” added Amelinda point on the parchment.
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