Chapter I
It has been three years since Paris murdered Achilles. Paris had along with the remaining Trojan's had rebuilt Troy to the best that they could. They built a palace and a town to the best of their ability.
Briseis had not spoken to anyone. Paris repeatedly apologized, but Briseis just ignored him.
"Still no answer?" asked Helen was sitting in the living room on the couch of their home.
"No answer. God I thought that he was hurting her and was about to kill her. How was I suppose to know that he was just helping her? I mean I saw him kill Hector for all I knew he was going to kill Briseis to." Explained Paris sitting next to her.
"Well let me try to talk to her. Maybe she will listen to me." Said Helen standing up.
Helen walked up to Briseis's room and she walked over to where Briseis was sitting.
"Hey Briseis." Greeted Helen.
"Hello Helen." Said Briseis still writing in her journal that Achilles had giving her right before she went back to Troy with Priam.
"Briseis why won't you talk to Paris? You must know that he is very worried about you." Asked Helen, but Briseis didn't answer, she just kept on writing in her journal.
"He told me that he thought that Achilles you going to hurt you. He didn't know that he was helping you and that the two of you were in love. Can't you try to forgive him?" asked Helen now sitting on Briseis's bed
Briseis pushing her journal aside as she turned to face Helen she sobbed, "How would you feel if your cousin killed Paris right in front of your face? When I yelled 'no' he should have stopped but instead he just kept on throwing arrows at him. Now please leave me."
Helen then decided to let Briseis have her space and started to walk back to where Paris was waiting her.
"What happed?" Paris asked when Helen walked into the room.
"Well I now understand why she is angry at you." Stated Helen now sitting in the chair that was across from where Paris was sitting.
"Why? How? What did she say?" asked Paris in confusion.
"Don't you understand? You killed Achilles right after she yelled 'no don't kill him' and worse of all you killed him right in front of her. That is why she in mad at you. Now do you understand?"
"What's going on?" asked Andromache who had just walked into the room holding her son in her arms. She then sat next to Paris who still had a stunned look on his face.
"Oh Briseis is just upset at Paris because he killed Achilles right in front of her, and to top it off Briseis and Achilles were in love."
"Hold on isn't Achilles the man who killed my Hector?" asked Andromache starting to tear up because of the memory of that day.
"Yes." Answered Paris.
"And you're telling me that Briseis and he were in love?" Andromache asked as she lightly layed her son in his ceratal that was right next to the couch.
"Yes." Answered Helen.
"Well, Paris I guess I should be saying how could you, but I also want to thank you."
"Andromache? Briseis is no beating herself up about this, and you want to thank him?" asked Helen pointing her finger at Paris.
"Well yes. Helen that man killed my husband. The father of my son. I have a right to be happy that he is dead."
"Never the less, Briseis hasn't spoken to any on except Helen since that day." Said Paris.
"Well then how about we bring her over here and ask her to tell me and Helen what happened that day?" suggested Andromache.
"I'll go get her." Said Helen standing up and walking over to Briseis.
A few minutes later Helen and Briseis walked up to where Paris and Andromache, who had her son in her arms, were sitting.
"Briseis I was wondering if you can tell Helen and I just what happened that night when Troy fell?" asked Andromache while Briseis was sitting right next to her.
"Why? Hasn't Paris bragged about that night to you two already?" asked Briseis in a sarcastic tone.
"Well no he hasn't and even if he did I want to hear it from your point of view." Replied Andromache looking at Paris.
"Fine. Well when Troy was falling I went looking for you and Paris. I didn't know that Achilles would be there to rescue me. Any way," Briseis brushed a hunk of her dark brown curly hair out of her face in a well mannered way. "Agamemnon came up behind me when I was kneeled and praying to the statue of Apollo. Well when he came up behind me he grabbed me and made me face him."
"Wait was this Agamemnon or Achilles?" asked Andromache in confusion.
"It was Agamemnon. Anyway to get back to what I was saying he was blaming me for the fact that I almost caused him the war because of the romance between me and Achilles. He said that he wanted a taste of what Achilles tasted," Briseis started to shiver at the memory of what Agamemnon had said to her. "He said that I was going to be his slave in Mycenae. I was going to be a Trojan priestess scrubbing his floors and that at night he would have his way with me."
"Oh my God. Briseis." Said Paris rubbing his face in his hands at the thought of what Briseis went through.
"Yeah well thank goodness I had my ceremonial dagger tucked in my right sleeve of my robe. I stabbed him in his neck and,"
"Wait a go Briseis." Cheered Helen as she pictured Briseis stabbing Agamemnon in the neck and the shock on his face when she did.
Everyone stared at Helen with shock of her out burst.
"Okay you can continue Briseis." Said Andromache still looking at Helen with a look of shock and laughter.
"Thank you. Well after Agamemnon fell to the ground two of his guards came after me. One of them grabbed me and held me still while the other was about to stab me, but before he could do that Achilles came running up and the one bodyguards head flies off of his neck and to the ground. The other guard dropped his hold of me to fight Achilles but Achilles jumps to avoid the guard's sword and stabbed him in that shoulder with a great amount of strength." Briseis smiled at the memory of how Achilles looked during that fight.
"Wow Achilles was a really good warrior wasn't he?" asked Andromache in aw while she remembered how he fought her husband, Hector, who was the best Trojan warrior that she had ever known.
"Yes well that is where my murderous cousin comes in." Briseis gives Paris an evil stare that had anger and hurt in it. "When Achilles was helping me to my feet and making sure that I was alright I looked over his shoulder and saw Paris with his bow and arrow ready to be fired at Achilles. Once I saw him I yelled as loud as I could 'no' in hope that Paris would not fire his arrow but I was to late." Briseis stares at the ground with tears strolling down her two cheeks. "The arrow that Paris shot hit Achilles in his right ankle. Achilles staggered and turned to see Paris getting ready to shoot another arrow at him. As I tried to stand I just kept yelling 'Stop, Paris, Stop.' but Paris just ignored me and shot another arrow at Achilles. The only reason why he stopped when he did was only because I had finally got to my feet and ran over to him and yelled at him again 'Stop please don't kill him.' Paris then put down his bow and arrow when I knew that he was not going to shoot another arrow I ran to Achilles hoping that he was okay and that he was not going to die. But in my heart I knew that, that was only wishful thinking. I somehow knew that Achilles was dieing. The last words that he said to me before he told me to go with Paris to safety was 'You gave me peace, in a lifetime of war.' Even though I didn't want to leave him he pushed me into Paris's arms and Paris dragged me to safety. And that is what happened the day that my cousin Paris murdered my love and shall I also say my savior Achilles."
When Briseis finished she was now in more tears then she was in when she began. Andromache placed her arm around Briseis trying to sooth her. Helen went over and sat on the other side of Briseis and did the same. Paris just sat by himself digesting Briseis's story.
"Wow. I had no idea that, that was what had happened. Oh God Briseis I'm so sorry. If I could I would go back in time and change everything that I did that night." Said Paris getting on his knees right in front of Briseis in an apologetic tone and an apologetic look on his face.
"Well now you know. Please if you all can excuse me, I have to…..go." sobbed Briseis as she ran back to her room leaving Paris, Helen, and Andromache who was lift her son in to her arms to calm him down.