Teaser Tuesday #191

Ed ecco di nuovo la rubrica settimanale Teaser Tuesday, creata dal blog Should Be Reading, che si divide in poche, semplici fasi:
1_ prendi il libro che stai leggendo
2_ apri una pagina a caso
3_ scrivi un breve brano (stando attenti a non spoilerare)
4_ scrivi titolo e autore

Outside again, Achilles was brisk. "I will see you at dinner," he said, and turned to go.
An hour before I would have said I was glad to be rid of him; now, strangely, I felt stung.
"Where are you going?"
He stopped. "Drills."
"Alone?"
"Yes. No one sees me fight." The words came as if he were used to saying them.
"Why?"
He looked at me a long moment, as if weighing something. "My mother has forbidden it. Because of the prophecy."
"What prophecy?" I had not heard of this.
"That I will be the best warrior of my generation"
It sounded like something a young child would claim, in make-believe. But he said it as simply as if he were giving his name.
The question I wanted to ask was, And are you the best? Instead I stuttered out, "When was the prophecy given?"
"When I was born. Just before. Eleithyia came, and told it to my mother." Eleithyia, goddess of childbirth, rumored to preside in person over the birth of half-gods. Those whose nativities were too important to be left to chance. I had forgotten. His mother is a godess.
 - The song of Achilles, Madeline Miller