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Paris challenged Minelaus to a sword fight. He failed and Minelaus was killed by Hector. Then the real battle began. Acacia, Helen, Adromache and Priam were watching the battle from the tower.

When Hector fought Ajax, Acacia began to worry. Ajax was twice Hectors size. She quickly ran to the armory and begged for a helmet. The boy who worked there wouldn't give it to her, because she was a princess. Acacia realized that it was pointless arguing with him and ran through the Trojan gates. She made her way to Hector. Ajax was holding him by his throat and although Hector managed to stab him twice, Ajax was still standing. Acacia pulled her chopstick from her hair and stabbed Ajax in his throat. Ajax fell. Hector picked himself up and smiled.

"What in the name of Apollo are you doing here?"

"Saving your sorry ass."

Acacia playfully punched him and headed back to the Trojan gates. Achilles watched the whole battle and recognized Acacia from the Temple. He smirked. She was a Trojan princess.

The next day, after the Trojans won, a war meeting started. Glaucus and Velior were convinced that the only way to beat the Greeks was to attack them, when they least expect it-at daybreak. Hector on the other hand tried to persuade his father not to underestimate the Greeks. But king Priam didn't listen to his eldest son. When he made his final decision the door opened swiftly. Acacia came into the room.

"Father, with all due respect, you cannot possibly base an attack on some silly omens."

"Young lady what are you doing here?"

"Father, please listen to Hector. You can't always believe these stupid sings."

"Watch your mouth Acacia! Have some respect. Velior knows this things better than anyone else. He's a messenger from the Gods."
"But Father, you-"

"No, I've made my decision. We attack at daybreak."

The meeting was over and the rest of the day went by quickly. Once again Acacia watched the sun set. She had a feeling something bad was going to happen. Unfortunately she was right.
The night has fallen and the Trojan warriors were getting ready for battle. The attack began a couple of hours later. The Greeks were losing miserably until Achilles came to help. He and Hector had a face-off and Hector won. That was until he pulled off his helmet. Underneath it wasn't Achilles, but a young boy named Patroclus. Hector covered his face and wanted to cry. Both sides decided that this attack is over. Hector told Adromache and Acacia what happened and showed them the secret tunnel. When the sun had fallen, Hector joined Acacia and Paris on the castle wall.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Acacia asked.

"It is." Both brothers replied.

Hector remembered his younger years. He was the oldest, the smartest and the strongest. Then came Paris, he was the best looking and then came Acacia, the combination of all; good looks, skills and brains. Everyone loved her, she was special, different. Since she learned how to walk and climb (4 years) she always climbed the tower and watched the sunset. She would always stretch her hand and try to catch the sun and stop it from setting. She watched the sunset everyday. Eventually Paris joined her and later, so did Hector. He looked at Paris and Acacia. He hugged them.

"I love you both."
With that he walked away. He was followed by Paris and Acacia was left alone. She yawned and went to bed.

NEXT DAY:

Helen woke Acacia.
"Acacia, wake up:"
"No, leave me alone."
"You need to get up. Your father requested your presence."
Acacia groaned and got dressed. She and Helen hurried to the tower. She was met by Hector, who was in his fighting uniform.

"What's going on?"
Hector pointed at the upcoming carriage. It was Achilles. Once the carriage stopped, Achilles stepped off and started calling Hector. His screams were heard all over the city. Hector put on his helmet and left the tower.

"No, you can't go."
"I must."
"But you'll die."
"It is the will of the Gods."

"Forget the stupid Gods. What about your son? What about Adromache? What about family? What about Troy?"
"It is my debt to fight him."
"Please, please don't go!" Acacia started crying.

"Acacia, you are strong and bright. You'll be fine. You've always been."

He hugged her and went to his death. Acacia followed behind and found a spot behind the front gates of the wall. There was a little hole and she could see everything. Hector and Achilles fought for what seemed like forever. From where Acacia watched, it looked like Hector was the one winning, until Achilles stabbed him with his spear. Acacia fell to her knees. Realization hit her, Hector was about to die. Just when Achilles was about to give the final blow Acacia opened the gates of the Trojan wall. She was crying and ran to save Hector. Achilles stared at her in disbelief. He couldn't believe that she risked her life for Hector.

"Hector!" she tripped and fell. She could hear him panting, until the silence fell. Achilles tied a rope around his ankles and was just about to drive away.

"No, please, stop!" Acacia ran to Achilles.

"Please, don't take him away, please!" she pleaded.

Achilles looked her in the eyes and was stunned by her beauty. She had the most beautiful sea green eyes. A man could get lost in them. But Achilles snapped himself out of trance and got back to his old self.

"He's coming with me."

"Please, kill me instead."

"Although that is very tempting, I'll have to pass. But save your attitude for later."

He whipped his horse and drove away, leaving a broken family behind. Priam and Helen rushed to Acacia.

"Why father? Why didn't you listen to Hector?"

"Acacia…"

"No! Because of this, Troy has now fallen. I hate you! I hope Hades will finish you off!"

Acacia stood up and ran to the woods, leaving Priam even more broken.

Acacia ran until she reached a small cottage in the middle of the forest. She opened the door and cried herself to sleep.

The same night Priam visited Achilles, to try and claim his sons' body back. Once he was in the tent, he kneeled to Achilles and kissed his hands.

"I could have your head on a spear for coming here."

"I watched my eldest son die, watched you drag his body behind your chariot. My only daughter cursed the hell out of me. Death doesn't scare me. I have nothing left. You have taken everything from me. I can't change that, but give me this small mercy and give me back my sons' body."

They stepped outside and Achilles returned Hectors body.

"Your son was the best I've ever fought."

Once Priam disappeared behind a hill, Achilles went for a walk in the woods. A couple of days ago he found a beautiful cottage there, so he decided to go and look who lived there.