Aeetes

King of Colchis, Son of the Sun, Father of Madea

Aeëtes was born of Helios, the all-seeing Sun Titan who rode his golden chariot across the sky, and Perse, the mystical Oceanid nymph associated with sorcery and ancestral power. From this divine union came three powerful children: Aeëtes, Circe, and Pasiphaë—each inheriting both celestial light and deep occult wisdom.

While Circe became an island-dwelling enchantress and Pasiphaë the magical queen of Crete, Aeëtes was given dominion over the distant and enchanted kingdom of Colchis, a land famed in myth for its wealth, mystery, and magical artifacts.

Aeëtes’ most enduring myth centers around his role as guardian of the Golden Fleece—a sacred, shimmering artifact made from the fleece of a flying, divine ram (the Ram of Phrixus), which had rescued and carried the boy Phrixus to safety in Colchis.

Phrixus, in gratitude, sacrificed the ram to Zeus and gifted its golden fleece to King Aeëtes, who hung it on an oak tree in the sacred grove of Ares, the god of war. To ensure its protection, Aeëtes stationed a massive, sleepless dragon to coil around the tree and devour anyone who dared to approach.

Thus, Aeëtes became not only a king but a keeper of a cosmic relic, and his land grew both feared and revered as a center of ancient magic.

Aeëtes was not only a king but a sorcerer in his own right, deeply versed in herbalism, divine pacts, and incantations. Some sources even claim he had the ability to conjure storms, command dragons, and raise the dead. His daughter Medea inherited his magical gift, making their line one of the most formidable bloodlines in mythological magic.

Guardian of Sacred Knowledge: Aeëtes represents the ancient, ancestral force that guards wisdom and power—only accessible through trials, courage, and sometimes transgression.

The Light Turned Dark: Though born of the sun, his story ends in shadow—his tale warns that power without foresight leads to ruin.

The Burden of Blood: As the father of Medea and Absyrtus, his life is marked by the pain of familial betrayal, a reminder of the high cost of ambition.

He reminds us that even those born of light can be cast into darkness, and that the keepers of ancient knowledge must often face challenges not only from outsiders, but from within their own blood.

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