Queen Damaris was the ruler of the island of Crete.  She was also a vain and petty woman.  In her mind there was nothing she couldn't do.  In fact, she was about to prove it to her people.  At the moment, the Queen was strolling through the avenues of the street, her royal guard behind her.  Her long and luxurious dress trailed behind her, her tiara sparkling in the sunlight.<br/><br/>She strolled up the steps of the temple.  It was the temple to the Greek gods, in particular too Athena.  She flung open the doors, walking to the front of the statue.  One of the priests tried to stop her but was restrained by the guards.  Queen Damaris stood in front of the statue, than spat on it.  "I am the Queen here!  I got here by my own power, not by any divine gift!  My people should be worshiping me and I shall show them."  She looked at her guards.  "Tear down this statue and let the people see!"