A/N: I own nothing. You hear me NOTHING and Anthea's thoughts are in italic. And there is asex scene in here but it isn't bad guys I didn't use much detail.
Anthea walked through the camp angry. She was so mad at Achilles. She bumped into a young man. "I am sorry he said.
"No the fault is mine." Anthea said with a laugh.
"I am Patroclus. Cousin of Achilles." He said
"Anthea. Princess of Thessaly." Anthea took Patroclus hand and shook it.
"I am sorry to have to leave you but I am late." Patroclus smiled and then left in the direction of Achilles' tent.
Anthea tossed and turned for half the night before giving up on sleep. She walked to the water and sat with her legs fully extended letting the wave wash over them. I wish I was home. I wish I could hear Alex's laugh and see Alize. Her thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Anthea looked up to see Achilles. "Mind if I sit?" he asked. Anthea nodded and he sat next to her. "Sorry about earlier."
"It is ok. I have known men like you all my life. So I know what to expect." Anthea looked back at the sea.
"No you haven't." He said. Anthea looked at him.
"You think you are so different than a thousand others?" she asked in no more than a whisper.
"Yes I do. I am more in tuned with the gods." He answered moving closer to her.
"Then why behead the Apollo Statue?"
"Why do you think?"
"I am not sure. All I know is all gods so be feared and respected."
"I am going to tell you a secret, something no priest or temple could teach you." Achilles turned and faced Anthea. "Gods envy us. They envy us because we are mortal. Any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we are doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are right now. We will never be here again. Anthea looked surprised by his words.
"I thought all you were was a dumb brute." Anthea sighed.
"Even dumb brutes have feelings." He whispered in her ear.
She turned her head so could see him. She felt hot feeling him so close to her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up. He pulled her lightly to her tent. When they entered he walked over to her bed pulling her behind him. He lay down and pulled her down on top of him. She pulled out the knife she had thrown at him earlier out and held it to his throat. "Do it." He encouraged. "Nothing is easier."
"Aren't you afraid?" Anthea asked.
"Everyone dies. Today or fifty years from now. What does it matter?" He shrugged and grabbed her shoulders. "Do it." Anthea hesitated and Achilles swung her over to the other side of the bed and he got on top of her and lowered his head. Her knife lowered with it, but when he kissed her she head the knife out to the side and dropped it. She moved her hands up and over his shoulders and over his back. He kissed her as his hands found the bottom of her dress and he brought it up and over her hips pushing up and pulling away from the kiss you he could pull it over her head. Her hands undid his robe and it fell around them and she felt him penetrate her innocents.
Anthea awoke the next morning alone in her bed. She sighed and grabbed her robe to cover her naked body. Her captain came in. "My lady we are ready to leave." Aeneas said.
"Give me five minutes." She said he nodded and turned to leave.
"Oh and my lady your uncle wishes for you to ride with him in his chariot." He added before leaving.
Anthea walked to the front of the line to find her uncle. She found him next to Agamemnon and Menelaus. "Uncle." Anthea said before embracing her uncle.
"How was your first night in Troy?" he asked kissing the top of her head and releasing her.
"Most wonderful uncle. But we came here to fight." Anthea said and her uncle nodded in agreement.
"Well said my dear." Agamemnon said with a false smile.
"If you call me dear again I will make sure you never have children." She threatens. Anthea and Odysseus stepped up on the chariot. Anthea did not see Achilles or his men, she looked back at the camp and she saw Achilles and his men on a ridge that over looked the valley of sand. Anthea looked at Odysseus. "I need you to lead my men today." Anthea stepped of the chariot and started to go toward the camp.
"Why?" Odysseus asked and Anthea turned around.
"Call it the sickness of the heart." Anthea answered before she turned back around and walked back to the camp.
Achilles saw Anthea walk back toward the camp so he turned to return to the camp. "Will you not watch this?" Patroclus asked.
"I will return in a moment." Achilles answered before going back to the camp.
Anthea looked around and saw Achilles walking toward her. "There you are." Anthea said walking toward him.
"Why are you not fighting?" Achilles asked pulling her into a embrace. She could tell her lover was secretly glad she wasn't fighting.
"I could not fight without you." Anthea whispered to him.
Achilles nodded and grabbed her and they walked off toward the ridge to watch the battle that would surly happen. They both new that even if Paris beat Menelaus it wouldn't matter it would be followed by a bloody battle.
Anthea and Achilles walked up to the ridge and they stood on the stone ruins above Achilles' men. Patroclus and Eudorus looked up to see the couple there. Anthea saw Agamemnon order a charge and she looked at Achilles with wide eyes and he looked at her. He could see the fear in her eyes. Anthea turned back to the battle. The Greeks were getting to close to the walls and Achilles said more to himself than to anyone, "Pull back you fool." Achilles let go of Anthea's hand and began pacing. "Get them in line."
Anthea was looking through the men trying to see if she could find Odysseus. When she found him she kept a eye on him. Achilles shook his head and left the ridge going back down to the camp not being able to see anymore. Patroclus looked up to Anthea and she smiled sadly at him before turning around and going after her lover.
A/N: I know the love scene in this chapter has some of the same stuff as the Achilles/Briseis scene but I like that scene and I had to use it. Review guys. I would like to thank those who have. Candy and pop to all who review.
