Disclaimer: I do not own the movie Troy or any of its characters. However, I do own my OC characters and this story.
Author's note: I love the Troy movie, but don't get too upset if some of the characters aren't so precise. Rated M for certain chapters and language. Please be kind and write a review if you like this story. :)
The day held so much excitement! My brothers, Prince Hector and Prince Paris, had returned to Troy. I heard the cheers of joy from the parade in the city as they made their way to the palace. Everyone was dressed in their best. I wore a rich-blue dress that was bejeweled with blue topaz stones. My pale, straight hair was loose with several braids throughout and a thin, golden band was just over my brow.
My father, King Priam, had kept me by his side since his sons had departed, today was no different. He cradled my arm in his as he spoke to other elders, their conversations were mostly about things that did not matter to me. Still, I remembered my place and remained patient. There were whispers going about that Paris had brought back a woman. Father seemed to avoid the subject, as if it made him uneasy. I didn't understand why, I thought he would be glad to see Paris bringing back a woman to wed.
Finally, the palace doors opened for Troy's princes. Father ceased to mingle with his friends and led me out to the court for the reunion of our family. The king released my arm to embrace his oldest son and kiss him on each cheek. With a satisfied nod, Priam welcomed his second son. Hector turned to me, my stomach fluttering.
"Chryseis" The older prince smiled at me with welcoming arms. I was so happy to wrap my arms around the greatest soldier of our country. He kissed my forehead. "Not a day passed that I didn't miss Troy's Sun."
"Nor I you, brother." I reply, hiding a blush. I'd been given the same of Troy's Sun when I was just a child, it embarrassed me still to this day. Hector stepped back and Paris and the woman were in front of our father now. She was beautiful. Her hair was the same color as mine, her eyes were the color of the sky, and her face was even more beautiful than that of Aphrodite's.
The king greeted Paris and then the prince introduced him to Helen. Helen of Sparta. I felt my throat tighten like I was being choked. A terrible feeling sunk into my stomach.
"I've heard rumors of your beauty." Father said to the Spartan girl. "For once, gossip was right."
The two smiled at each other. Then, Paris turned to me.
"And Helen, I'd also like you to meet my sister, Chryseis." Both of them smiled at me, Helen even bowed her head to me. I was stunned that such a beautiful woman would bow before me.
"I have heard of you, Princess. It is a great honor to meet the Sun of Troy." She said as she looked over me admiringly. Despite the tightness in my throat, I found the will to speak clearly.
"Your words are very kind, Helen. Though I must say that it is a much greater honor to stand before the most beautiful woman in the world." I reply to her honestly. She kisses my right cheek and I return the gesture.
"I cannot wait for you to be my new sister, my dear." She smiles. I only wished that I shared her joy.
"Come, you must be tired." My father finally said. He turned to go back into the palace, for that I was grateful.
I truly was happy for Paris and Helen, but I couldn't rid the ill feeling I had inside. We had just made peace with Sparta and now we had just given them the worst possible insult. War would be inevitable, this much I knew.
"Chryseis, dear, you do not look well." My father stopped, his deep voice filled with concern. I smiled faintly, not wishing to worry him with so much on his shoulders already.
"Perhaps it is just the excitement."
"I see. You may go and rest if you like." With a kiss on my forehead, the king allowed me to be excused to my chamber. At least there, I may be able to find some sort of peace.