A/N I have read the Epics and watched the movies, but really I just hate the way Hector and Achilles die, what can I say? I'm a happy ending kinda girl! So this will follow the movie…haha sort of!
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Andromache watched as her husband slept, normally he was up hours before she was but since Paris had brought Helen to Troy, Hector had not been sleeping well, she knew that he was worried. She liked Helen, but a part of her the part that worried every time her husband went into battle, wished that she had never come to Troy or at least come a different way. She thought of her son, the sweet little boy who adored his father and growing so fast, Asyntax was the spitting image of his father and Hector would boast to anyone around that their boy was going to be a great warrior one day. She stood up and draped a shawl around her shoulders and stood on the terrace, the boats had come…the Greeks were on the shores of Troy. She walked back to the bed to awaken her husband, "Hector…Hector my love."
"It is odd for you to be up before me, are you alright?" Hector asked as he sat up and kissed her soft mouth.
Andromache sighed, "I could not sleep, I was looking out the terrace when I saw them…the Greeks have come."
"Alright, I must get dressed and see my father we must be ready for battle." He saw the fear in her eyes and once again he wished that his brother had just lived a life of celibacy.
She stood on the wall beside her husband's father King Priam, "He will be alright my dear." Priam said patting her arm, Andromache tried to smile, but she hated these battles and hated seeing the Greeks who were so ready to kill her husband, the father of her child, the man she adored.
Helen stood at the wall and Andromache knew that she needed to be comforted, "My dear do not worry Hector will make sure that Paris returns in one piece."
"Thank you, I just feel so guilty for the pain that I have brought all of you." Andromache saw the sincerity in her eyes and almost wished she had not seen it.
"Helen, Agamemnon has conquered countries all over, it was only a matter of time before he decided to come after Troy. Now come and sit down, driving yourself crazy worrying will not bring them back any sooner."
After what seemed like ages, they heard their troops arriving and to Andromache's great relief her husband was sitting tall on his horse.
That night they made love after he told her of meeting Achilles, he knew that she hated Achilles, the man had killed her whole family.
"That man is here…he is fighting for Agamemnon?" Andromache felt the bile in her throat, never again would she her father and brothers.
"Yes my love he is." He knew the fear that gripped her, what if Achilles killed him? The last of her family.
A/N I know that was incredibly short…but I wanted to give you like a sample chapter. If you want to read more please let me know.