A/N: So, I've been playing around with this idea for a while I decided to do research before for I posted it because after reading the many reviews talking about how historically incorrect most fanfictions were I was a little nervous about putting this up. I'm not a historian, but I am a writer. I'll mix a little history with fantasy. You want a history lesson take a history class you want to enter a world of pure fiction read on. Now with that all said and done I will say this was inspired by the movie. I still hope you guys enjoy this story. If you do let me know if not oh well, to each their own cup of tea.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything or person in Troy. Movie or legend. I'm only only borrowing them for entertainment.
A Sacrifice For Love Of Family
The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks was like a gentle caress to the soul of the young woman standing on the edge of the cliff. Her long wavy brown hair billowed about in the breeze from the sea. The veil she wore was like a curtain against her face and chest. It matched the soft white and gold tones of her dress. Her blue eyes searched the cool waters that Apollo's light kissed. Her heart was heavy with the choices she had to make. Tears fell down delicate cheeks. A deep sadness caused raw pain to embed itself into the normally sparkling depths of her eyes.
Today the son of her father's oldest and dearest friend brought a woman from Greece to take as his wife. He seemed to have forgotten about his other wife and child for that matter. To make it worse she was already married to a king who would no doubt be coming for her. That is what brought her here to this place seeking some answer from the gods. Her father asked her to take Helen's place. To offer her self to save Troy and Helen. To do so would mean to leave her true love. Why should she have to sacrifice her love because Helen could not be faithful to her husband?
It was not fair to ask for one love in exchange for another. She would have to give up her love so that Paris and Helen could have theirs. To be forever with a man she would never love. It would be a prison for her. She would die a little everyday until there was nothing left of her, but an empty shell. Her eyes rested fully on the blue water so far from her touch. Yes, it would be better for her if she just throw herself at the mercy of Poseidon. It would be so easy to just embrace his watery arms.
Her dress whipped around her knees and she could swear she heard a woman screaming just before the cool abyss of Poseidon's arms embraced her. She felt herself falling deeper into the watery coolness. Poseidon would take pity on her. Please mighty Poseidon take me into your care. Do not reject me on this day for I could not bare it. Please do not let my family suffer. Just as she would've been certain that Poseidon was answering her plea she felt something wrap around her waist and then Poseidon rejected her as she felt herself being pulled up onto the sandy shoreline. No, Poseidon why have you forsaken me when I need you the most?
"Liana can you hear me?" it was her sister calling to her.
"Let me go back." Liana tried to shove her sister away from her, but her sister's arms became stronger.
"What happened?" a man's voice questioned.
"I offered myself to Poseidon and he rejected me." Liana sobbed into the arms that she now realized were not her sister's, but Hector's.
"Corrina go find your mother tell her your sister is in need of her." Hector stated as he lifted Liana up off the sandy shore.
"Hector I should be the one to take care of her." Corrina softly protested knowing that her sister would not want all of Troy to see her in the state she was in.
"Corrina she is not well your mother will know what to do." He looked into the stubborn eyes of his brother's bestfriend. He felt fond of her though she pushed his patients.
"She would not want all of Troy to see her like this leave her here let me aid her until she can stand." Corrina searched Hector's eyes for a sign of sympathy.
"Look into the sea. You see those ships those are Greeks they are coming and these shores will not be safe so, do as I have said." he saw her protest, but was thankful she remained silent as she turned in search of her mother.
"Why has Poseidon forsaken me in my time of need?" Liana cried softly as her head nestled against Hector's shoulder
"He was not ready for you Milady." Hector spoke softly knowing that this had to do with her father offering her hand to King Menelaus in exchange for Helen and peace for Troy.
"Can he not see that I can not stay in this place anymore?" she cried more as they reached the gates of Troy.
"What happened?" Paris questioned as his eyes fell on Liana's water weeping form.
"She is distraught and needs her mother." Hector stated as he carried the woman inside out of view of everyone save his wife who had offered their room for her until her mother came for her.
"Oh, Paris what have we done?" Helen's beautiful face etched with sadness as her heart ached for the other woman.
"Shh you must not worry yourself with her. It was her father's choice not ours." Paris said as his eyes met those of his best friend Corrina. She only held his eyes for a moment before leading her mother to her sister. He sighed sadly as he embraced Helen. Such sadness was brought here on what should have been a happy day.
"Take Helen to your room where she can have her privacy." Paris's mother told him.
"Of course." Paris said as he obediently took his new wife to their room.
"Oh, Paris I fear for her." Helen's soft voice stated as she laid down with Paris holding her in his arms.
Paris said nothing his mind racing with his own regrets of the events that brought the pain he saw in Corrina's eyes. Though she would never voice her thoughts about this to him he saw it in her eyes.