By William H. Russeth
It was just a bit of gold and a map etched on an ancient medallion,
gifts from Poseidon, found on the ocean floor, neither enough proof to
convince anyone to search for treasure. That is—unless you are a runaway
Helot slave with nowhere to run, or a pirate with no place to hide.
Then the promise of finding Jason’s fabled treasure with the woman of
your dreams could only be good fortune beyond your wildest dreams. That
is—until you realize your closest shipmate is the Spartan who is hunting
you, and the love of your life may be an incarnate of Medea, the
monstrous witch....