Creusa and Aeneas
"Paris has stolen Helen" were the first words Aeneas spoke to his wife upon entering their chambers.
"What?" said Creusa as she appeared. Aeneas was already taking off his armour.
"Help me and then Ill tell you" he bribed his wife, which in retrospect was a bad move, no body told Creusa what to do.
"How about, you tell me and then ill help you." She retorted, her green eyes blazing at her husband's remark.
"I never can win with you can I? In Athens you'd be put to death for defying your husband." Aeneas said simply placing his grieves on his bed.
"Then it's a good thing we don't live in Athens." Creusa raised an eyebrow from the doorway to their bedroom.
"Besides, I can do this myself." He said frankly until he couldn't reach a buckle on his shoulder. After several tries he sat upon his bed, facing away from Creusa frowning. Moments later he felt soft hands on his back and the buckle loosen, he smiled to himself.
"What would you do without me?" Questioned Creusa calmly, knowing that Aeneas did not want to apologise to her.
"Honestly I don't know." He said turning to her and kissing her. After a moment she pulled away.
"Now, you must tell me all you know."
Aeneas stood up and opened the drapes that separated the bed chamber form the balcony, so he was looking out over Troy in the night time. No sign of trouble was upon the water and there was no inclination of what would follow, just the trail of lanterns glowing on the streets of Ilium below. He turned and beheld his wife who was still sitting on their bed. "Paris has had an affair with Helen of Sparta."
"Why am I not surprised" replied Creusa raising an eyebrow.
"Neither am I my love, but it's what comes with Helen that is the Problem." Aeneas said shaking his golden head. "I was informed of this a while ago by Deiphobus, your brother."
"And he should know, of all my brothers, Hector included, I will trust Deiphobus the most." Said Creusa.
"As do I, he is a wise man. As I said, what comes with it is Menelaus, and with Menelaus comes Agamemnon, with Agamemnon comes Odysseus and all the Kings of Greece. That is unless Paris will hand her back..." It was at this comment that Creusa laughed.
"Paris will not give her back, just to spite Menelaus. I can hardly think he cares for the woman, once Menelaus has given her up, Paris will turn her out. Then she has two options, to kill herself or return in shame to Sparta."
Aeneas swallowed hard. "And it is for that reason I am so worried. Menelaus may want her back, but Agamemnon has been looking for a reason to come here, and this may just be it."
Creusa stood and went to her husband and put her hand to his face, "Don't think on it, we don't even know if anything will come of it." She sat him down and brought him wine. "Your son wanted to ride today, so I let Polydorus take him, seeing as you were out and my youngest brother had nothing to do. You don't mind?"
Aeneas looked at her. He was surprised as she seldom asked for his approval. "No" he said slowly, "I don't mind, where were you?"
"With my other sisters Medusa, Aristodeme and Lysimache and later we went to see Andromache only to learn she was with Laodice so then we went there. Does Andromache know?"
Aeneas glanced at his wife before drowning the rest of his wine. "Only if Deiphobus told her. But he told Helicaon, and you know who he doesn't like to worry Laodice, he could have told her to keep her form upsetting his wife."
"That would make more sense, and it would certainly explain her strange behaviour." Sighed Creusa returning to her bed as did Aeneas.
"Now, as you said, no more of this. We will sleep now and talk more of this in the morning, before the boats arrive with our guest." Replied Aeneas yawning.
