To Love an Enemy
By
Nicole
Pairing: Achilles and Briseis
Genre: Romance and Drama
Rating: PG-13
Summery: Briseis was taken from her home long before the Trojan War. She became a slave. Then Achilles finds her at one of Agamemnon's banquets as a slave dancer and rescues her. They didn't know however, that they were to fall in love with each other. Briseis' dream was to find her way home back to her family, but she wants to be with Achilles too.
Author's Note: I don't own Briseis, Achilles, or any Troy character. This is my first Achilles and Briseis fic so please be kind.
To Love an Enemy
Prologue
Briseis, the princess of Troy, the niece of King Priam, and the cousin of Prince Hector and Prince Paris. She was loved by her whole family, she was their precious jewel. She held all their hearts, she loved them just as much as they loved her. Well, to all people that saw her, she was beautiful. She was so beautiful that even the people in Sparta admired her beauty. That's what got her into trouble.
One night, Briseis was fast asleep when she felt a hand go onto her mouth. She tried to scream, but the person was stronger. "You're coming with us, beautiful," he hissed into her ear. He picked her up and carried her out of the room.
When she was brought onto their ship, her hands were tied in front of her and she was left into a corner. She saw a soldier walking pass her and stopped him. "How could you get through our walls?" She demanded.
"We just needed the jewel of Troy and the Jewel of Troy is what we got," he replied.
"What do you want from me?" She asked.
The soldier bent down and grabbed her chin. "How old are you?" He demanded.
"I'm seventeen," she replied.
"Beautiful and young," he murmured.
Briseis turned from his touch and looked at him with tearful eyes. "How did you get through our walls?" She asked again.
"We had your silly so-called guards get distracted easily. We got in and got Troy's jewel," he replied.
Tears fell from Briseis' eyes as she felt his hands touch her hair. "Hey, don't touch the king's prize. He wanted the jewel we're giving him what he wants," he snapped. Briseis shivered with fear at the thought of being used as a slave. She felt the soldier walk away and fell asleep against the side of the ship.
When they arrived at Sparta, Briseis yelped when she felt their strong hands on her arms.
Tears fell from her eyes as she was dragged in front of the king. "King Agamemnon, I give you the jewel of Troy," he announced. Agamemnon chuckled and stood up. He walked down the stairs and lifted her chin up. He touched her face and hair.
"She's just as beautiful as the stories have been told about her. She'll be my slave and the stories about the Jewel of Troy shall disappear. You'll never go home again," he cackled.
Briseis lowered her head, placed her hands over her face, and wept. A few maidens took Briseis up to their room, since they were slaves and they had to do what was going to be the next thing she'd be doing for a long time.
Priam did search for Briseis for months. However, he could never find her. They went to Agamemnon twice and the man insisted that he didn't have her. At the same time, he had the girl locked in her room and her windows locked so she couldn't signal them where she was. Briseis wanted only one thing and that was to go home to be with her family once again.