It was a day of mourning for the city of Troy. They had lost their beloved prince, Hector.
The warriors of Troy had recovered Hector's body from the horrible Achilles and took it to the palace for a proper, royal burial ceremony.
Adromache stood at Hector's funeral with tears upon her face while Helen stood net to her holding Adromache and Hector's son.
Paris stood next to the throne of King Priam. Adonia stood out the doors. She felt guilty for Hector's death because she thought she could have stopped Hector from making this fatal mistake.
During this Ares was in a bed provided in a room for him and was healing from the battle before.
Adonia went into the room during the ceremony for Hector because she could not handle the feelings of guilt running through her head.
She walked into the door to find Ares awake and staring up at the ceiling.
"Ares," Adonia said, "I didn't realize you were awake or I would have checked on you sooner."
"I'm fine, little sister. How are you handling all this?" He asked her.
Adonia just sat down at the end of the bed and sorted through all of her thoughts contemplating the question he just asked her. "I don't know..." she finally answered. "I feel sad...guilty...and..."
"And what?" Ares asked her back.
"I want to kill Achilles. He caused too much pain for me and others. I've decided, big brother, I'm going into the camps tonight. I just want to say goodbye first." She told him.
"Adonia, no! You won't do this. I won't let you!" He told her.
She then leaned over and kissed his cheek and said, "I love you, big brother. I always will." With that said she got up and left the room.
When she got outside she knew she couldn't let anyone see Ares until she left for he would tell them what she was about to do. So she told the two guards and maids outside that he should get rest and not to bother him for hours to come.
Then she headed for her room for her sword of Toruna and other things she needed for her possibly last journey of her life.
Once she got all that she needed she snuck back out into the halls and slipped around the crowd of people gathering for Hector's burial.
She was about to leave the palace when two guards of the royal family stopped her.
"We were told you might run away." One of the guilds told her.
"Let go! Now!" Adonia shouted trying to struggle free of the people holding her down.
She was dragged into the throne room where many were gathered for Hector's burial.
"We caught her trying to sneak off, your highness, Prince Paris." The first guard said.
"Paris!" Adonia shouted. "Order them to let me go. Now!" She said while still struggling.
Paris walked over and looked her in the eyes; "I'm not going to let you blame yourself and get revenge for something none of us could prevent." He told her.
Adonia stood there for a minute before saying, "Forgive me, Prince Paris..." Then she hit him across the face causing him to fall then she hit the two guards and started to run out the door and as she did she whistled for her long time companion horse, Ardil, to come forth.
Paris ran after her trying to stop her. He got out of the palace just as she was mounting Ardil and he shouted for her to stop.
She just looked at him atop the horse and nodded her head as in saying she knew what she was doing and the consequences that she would face and turned her horse and headed down to the main gates.
The gates opened as she neared them and she rode off into the enemy's camp. She then got off her horse and commanded it to say there as it did following its master's command.
She was unnoticed in the camp for there was no one outside of the tents.
She drew upon Achille's tent and drew her sword. But before she could enter Bresis, the cousin of the royal family was pushed out of the tent and landed on her hands and knees.
"Adonia..." Bresis whispered, "Get out of here. Quick!"
"Bresis, take my horse, Ardil, and ride back to the palace immediately. Get to safety. I'll be fine...go!" Adonia ordered and Bresis did as she was told.
Adonia turned to look at Bresis run off on Ardil into the night then she turned and faced Achille's tent once again. She drew her sword and entered.
Achilles was alone in his tent and he turned when he saw Adonia enter, but did nothing.
"Where is Bresis?" He asked.
"She took my horse and she's gone. She's just a young woman. She does not need to be in the middle of a war." Adonia told him.
Achilles shook his head and said that he agreed.
"Why aren't you going to kill me?" Adonia asked him.
"Maybe I'd rather find peace than fight." Achilles said.
"But you are Achilles...the fierce warrior. You're the greatest the world has ever seen. You kill hundreds...you do not want peace." She informed him as if he didn't already know.
"Bresis..." he whispered. Then he turned his head to face Adonia, "Get out of here, now, before I decide to kill you. I am done with killing." Then he turned his head back towards the ground as if contemplating his thoughts.
Adonia knew she should turn and leave...she would get her revenge eventually, but she did not want to get it if the other person wouldn't defend himself.
She ran back to the gates and entered to find the whole city crowded around a big statue built of wood of a Trojan Horse. The townspeople called it 'a gift from the Gods' meaning they won the war, but Adonia knew better.
But the royal family wasn't for they were beaming with joy that the Gods let them keep their city and their lives. But, again, Adonia knew something was wrong. She knew something was terribly, terribly wrong!