Author's Note: Hey there, this is my fist fic ever.. This ideal has following me for some time, bu only now i decided to do it.. I also saw Hector as strong and honoured person and deserved a even stronger woman. The story will focus more on alternative ending for the war and how the ones who survived will deal with it. Please let me know what you think about this. Hope you enjoy it.

Preamble

You know, I have always considered myself as rational person, to face all my problems as calm as possible so I could solve them right away. I have never considered myself as one of weak woman that you see around always needing help and protection. However, destiny has its own way of joking you. And, sincerely, sitting on this boat going right to the enemy's den, I'm starting to question all the convictions I had about myself.

Nice to meet you, I am Princess Callie, from Sparta ( or at least I was ).

P.S: So, english is not my native language. Probably you'll see some gramatical errors.