Witnessing a mortal goddess
Pg-13
Beauty came in many shapes and many sizes. He had seen beauty before but never beauty this great, a goddess on earth. Beauty was his destruction. A/N Hey guys, I promise this is good, tell me if I should continue and please read!
Had I made a mistake? Should I have stolen her? She is his wife, and he Menelaus King
of Sparta, will surely come to retrieve her. I wonder what to do as I lay on this ship,
boarding me to my home Troy of Ilium. I look to my left and I see sailors catching a
quick break from sailing Poseidon's stormy sea. They look to me, to bring us the long
awaited peace with the Spartans, but what I have I done? I have condemned them and
all of my people to death. I look to my right and I gasp for breath, their lies my beloved,
my Helen. Her beauty is like that of no other, like everything and anything you could
think of that was beautiful in this world combined and you would still not be able to
imagine this woman. Her love has warmed my heart, I no longer worry about not being
able to settle with just one woman, as I used to. Helen is enough for me for all my years
to come. I love her like no other on this earth, our love keeps my heart beating. I want
to grow old with her. I want to raise a family with her, I can see our children now. I can
see our son, he of course will look like the both of us, but he will be a trouble maker of
course. I will not be upset though, there isn't anything wrong with a little mischief now
and then. But the mischief that I have caused, I can only hope that the gods will think
kindly upon me and my love. I don't want to jeopardize Troy, but I cannot imagine my
life existing without Helen. Aphrodite has truly worked her magic on me and my love,
and I am grateful to have found love but I cannot help but think of the enormity of this
mistake. My passion started when I arrived in Sparta, that fateful day...
We had been at see for such a number of days that, I had last track. I never
liked to travel and I especially didn't like to do diplomatic work. I felt it was
Hectors chore not mine, I was the second prince. I shouldn't have been expected
to do such work. Alas, there I was on the ship, doing my duty as a prince. We were
boarding the port of Sparta, and I was about to embark on a never-ending time of
speeches, discussions, meetings, arguing, and banquets. The banquets I didn't
mind, there would always be some beautiful women to keep my eyes on. I thought
of this as I set foot on Sparta, I saw Menelaus and I could tell that he was weary
of war but he was trying to conceal it. I went up to him, and I introduced myself,
"King Menelaus, I am Prince Paris of Troy. I am here on a mission for peace and
an alliance with Sparta." He looked at me in a pleased manner and he spoke,
"Ah, Prince Paris, it is a pleasure for me to meet you, and I can assure you that if
we work together an alliance can be achieved." He looked to his left and said, "I
want you to meet my wife, Helen." I looked up and I was enamored, I had never
seen a beauty like this. She was stunning, breathtaking, a goddess. I found it hard
to breathe and I knew I had to say something. So I tried to greet her but,
"I...uh...my...ahem. It is a pleasure to meet you Queen Helen, I hope that I wont be
a burden to you and your husband." She looked pleased, that she had affected me.
She had a glint in her eyes, and I was glad that I had put it there. She spoke with
the voice of the most serene music, "Prince Paris you will be no trouble, come
inside, you must be tired." I smiled at her and almost touched her hair as she
walked away, but then I realized her husband was a mere number of feet away
from me. I kept my hands to myself. She moved with such grace and poise, she
smelled of white flowers, her eyes and hair were sparkling. I was so captured with
her presence that I nearly forgot why I was in Sparta. Over time I realized that
every time I wasn't stealing glances as her, she was stealing glances at me. I
decided I wanted to meet her gaze so tried to look up at the exact time she did as
we moved towards the palace. I succeeded, our eyes met. The world stopped, I
forgot to breathe, and I could feel her eyes probing into my soul. I wanted to let
her see me, I wanted her to know me, and I let her. We smiled at one another, both
of us knowing it wouldn't be the end. She turned around and I still looked at her.
At the moment I knew Aphrodite had put a spell on me and my mortal goddess. I
knew that it was the beginning of something marvelous and dangerous all at once.
I only prayed to Aphrodite for mercy on my heart.
That is how it began, over the period of time we developed a friendship and one day
as we were talking and she was telling me of how unhappy she was. I leaned in and
kissed her, she looked amazed and I told her that we could be happy if she allowed it.
She timidly smiled, and I knew I had won. That night, I witnessed immortality, with my
goddess on earth.