To Grand Admiral Chelli: No, I won't make Achilles' stay at Troy for so long. Personally, I don't like that Achilles was away for so long and I'm only making the war seem about 3 months and he won't age. So, if he's 21 now, when he comes back, Achilles and Briseis will be only a year older. (Achilles: 22 and Briseis: 21). This also takes place about 6 months before Troy. So, we have a little bit and I want Achilles and Briseis to be married when he goes to Troy and Briseis will accompany him.
This chapter is where Achilles and Briseis attend King Menelaus wedding to Helen. Paris and Hector attend and Briseis sees some signs of an affair going on and Achilles notices too. This takes place about 2 weeks after the last chapter. All is good in A/B land!
Chapter Eleven
Achilles and Briseis had received their invitation to the wedding of King Menelaus of Sparta and Helen, a girl also from Sparta. Achilles had heard Helen was the most beautiful girl in the world but only Briseis kept his interest. Ever since the scene in the woods, she had slept every night in his bed, Gabrielle had noticed but said nothing while Helena never stopped her opinion. Briseis had grown use to it and paid no attention to it. She had been changing when Achilles opened the letter. It read:
Dear Achilles and guest,
You are invited to the wedding of King Menelaus of Sparta and Helen of Sparta. We would like your attendance to this lavish of events. You, Achilles, may wear warrior clothing but guest must wear something of value. The Date is The Longest Day of the Year. The time will be when the sun is directly over you (also noon).
Thank You
King Menelaus and Helen of Sparta
Achilles sighed as he shut the letter and placed it on the nightstand next to his bed. Briseis had retreated from the closet where she kept her nightgown and walked to the bed. As she sat, she noticed Achilles' annoyed expression. She leaned into the pillows and took his hand in hers. "What's wrong?" Briseis asked as she crept closer and laid her head on his chest. He stroked her hair and said, "I am invited to the wedding of King Menelaus and Helen of Sparta. I have to bring a guest, and you are my guest." Achilles said as he brought Briseis to his lap. She looked at him with her brown eyes and whispered, "They're royal, you're practically royal from your wars. I am a mere slave girl. I cannot attend." She said in a regretful tone as she stared into his icy eyes.
"No, you are the woman of Achilles, the greatest warrior ever which makes you practically royal as well. Attend it with me, meet Helen. She used to be a slave also." Achilles said as he kissed Briseis' hair and cheek. She nodded and kissed him softly on the lips and moved to her side of the bed. She watched as Achilles took out a pad, like he always did and sketched whatever was on his mind. Achilles was rather talented as an artist. She was now rather curious. "What are you drawing now?" Briseis asked in a silly tone as she watched him outline. "Who do I always draw?" Achilles retorted as the outline continued. Achilles always drew her face. The exact drawing of her face and sometimes her shoulders or neck.
"Why don't you ever draw anything else?" Briseis asked as she watched him quietly as he looked to her than back to the pad. "Because there is nothing else I love, except you." she smiled and laid down on the soft pillows, her eyelids feeling heavy until they fell, darkness surrounding her.
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The next day was the Longest Day of the Year. Achilles was dressed in his warrior attire and Briseis was dressed in the velvet dress Achilles had bought her on the ship. It still fit her wonderfully and her brown hair was up in a bun at the top of her head with some ringlets falling to frame her face. While Achilles looked rough and Briseis lovely and sweet, they looked like they were meant to be. Achilles smiled as he watched Briseis fixed her outfit to prepare herself for the luxurious event. "Do I look okay?" She asked as she turned to face him, her face serene like an angel. Achilles smiled and stood, taking her in his arms and kissing her. "You look beautiful. Like always." He said as he touched her face and tilted it.
"I love you, remember that." Achilles said as he kissed Briseis again and listened to his soft breathing. He had sent the workers home early for the rest of the week as it would be odd to see them together and Briseis dressed in beautiful fabrics for the were mostly above her. The stagecoach had arrived as Briseis took one last look at her home. She would be leaving for 2-3 days and she didn't fit well in new places. She didn't like spending her time with people she didn't know and it made her wonder how she ever adjusted to Achilles' lavish life when she never had one of her own. He had escorted her inside the carriage (the one like when Paris and Helen are in the parade of sorts in the movie).
The carriage had started to gain speed through the gardens when Achilles' reached out and grabbed a jade flower. It was exotic, like Briseis and slipped it in her hair, by the ear. Briseis smiled and kissed his cheek. "Who would have ever thought that the greatest warrior that ever lived would be so sweet?" She smiled and watched as they got onto the dirt roads as the people passed, amazed at most likely Achilles'; she was never eye-catching and she had accepted that fact. But, Briseis had been wrong; the women stared at a woman so beautiful and the men, jealous of Achilles, stared at her longingly.
Achilles gave them all dirty looks and they turned away, Briseis still felt self-conscious. Her dress, the fitly snug one, attracted people she didn't know and she only felt comfortable with her body with Achilles; he was the one who made her feel good. The ride had been long and she had enjoyed his hand on her thigh, massaging it slightly. They had talked little, Briseis had asked questions about Helen and some about Menelaus. "Is he nice?" She asked him as the barriers of Sparta came into view. She looked to her lap when Achilles took her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him, "Don't ever be afraid while I'm with you. I will protect you until my last breath on this earth. I promise that." Achilles said as he kissed her cheek and brought her close.
The coach had stopped in front of the gates and a guard yelled from the towers, "State your name." He said sternly as he looked at Briseis and smirked. "Achilles of Greece and I bring with me, Briseis of Greece." The guard's eyebrows raised as he stared down, "The Infamous Achilles. The greatest warrior that ever lived? It's my honor to allow you into Sparta." He said as the gates opened and Achilles looked forward. The streets were decorated with festive colors and streamers that showed the happiness for the coming marriage. The children danced in the streets and the adults clapped and cheered as Achilles and the others guest moved through the road.
The palace of Menelaus and soon-to-be Helen was in the center of Sparta and men surrounded, waiting for Helen, the beauty of the beauties, to show her face. The men grinned at Briseis and the women stared at the heavenly Achilles. The balconies hung over the crowd and Menelaus stepped from behind the doors and curtains to look upon the crowd. They cheered and Helen, stayed in the shadows. The coach stopped by the large, grand doors and Achilles helped Briseis from the seats, taking the bottom of the gown in her hand, bringing it up slightly, trying not to trip. Her brown eyes stared at the balcony as Menelaus spoke:
"Dear people of Sparta and my guests", he said, staring at Achilles and Briseis, "I thank you for embracing my marriage to lovely Helen, it warms my heart to be greatly accepted by my people. But, the ceremony will start soon and we will be back, as man and wife for the celebration!" Menelaus said exuberantly and signaled for the guards to let Achilles and Briseis inside. The men and women were dressed in timeless fashions which made Briseis feel ugly as she stared at herself. "You're the most beautiful woman in the room." Achilles said to her as he wrapped his arm around her waist. She gave him a small smile and let him kiss her on the lips.
The priest stepped forward from the crowd, dressed in white and walked to the front where Menelaus stood along with his brother, the warrior, Briseis hadn't known of his name. The king looked pleased with himself as he watched his bride walked down the isle, dressed in a divine white gown. Her face was covered by the veil of see-through cloth with beads. She looked gorgeous. The ceremony had been exquisite with the sermon given on love and Achilles had held Briseis' hand the entire time, glancing to her every other minute or so. "Let's Celebrate!" Menelaus applauded as everyone stood and clapped for the newly married couple.
Briseis watched the expression of Helen, she hadn't looked happy the entire ceremony or the party after that. Her blue eyes stayed focus on one man, more like a boy, with raven hair and chocolate eyes, who stood next to a man who could be his twin. Achilles had gotten them a drink of red wine and handed her hers. "You stare at the Prince of Troy, Paris." Achilles said as Briseis tore her gaze away from him to look into blue eyes. "I don't feel for him, only you." She said to him and took his upper arm in her palm and leaned her head into his shoulder. "Are they friends? She stares intently at him." Briseis observed as Menelaus had taken his bride for the dance. She and Achilles sat in the back but the view was in their sights.
"No, Menelaus is friend's with Hector, Paris' brother. They fought together in past wars and Paris doesn't know Helen that well." Achilles explained as other couples went to the dance floor. He offered his hand and she had taken it. They walked slowly and made it but only to find Paris had moved and still stared intently. The night had continued that way, staring intently and Briseis, getting a deep, churning feeling in her stomach…
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"I hadn't wanted it to go like that." Aphrodite said as she watched Paris and Helen. Thetis felt her anger brewing, as a god, you knew how life turned out. "Life won't be the same from these to lovers." Thetis whispered as she touched the well water, trying to erase the evil she saw. The evil in the obsession brewing between the Queen of Sparta and the Prince of Troy…
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This chapter is where Achilles and Briseis attend King Menelaus wedding to Helen. Paris and Hector attend and Briseis sees some signs of an affair going on and Achilles notices too. This takes place about 2 weeks after the last chapter. All is good in A/B land!
Chapter Eleven
Achilles and Briseis had received their invitation to the wedding of King Menelaus of Sparta and Helen, a girl also from Sparta. Achilles had heard Helen was the most beautiful girl in the world but only Briseis kept his interest. Ever since the scene in the woods, she had slept every night in his bed, Gabrielle had noticed but said nothing while Helena never stopped her opinion. Briseis had grown use to it and paid no attention to it. She had been changing when Achilles opened the letter. It read:
Dear Achilles and guest,
You are invited to the wedding of King Menelaus of Sparta and Helen of Sparta. We would like your attendance to this lavish of events. You, Achilles, may wear warrior clothing but guest must wear something of value. The Date is The Longest Day of the Year. The time will be when the sun is directly over you (also noon).
Thank You
King Menelaus and Helen of Sparta
Achilles sighed as he shut the letter and placed it on the nightstand next to his bed. Briseis had retreated from the closet where she kept her nightgown and walked to the bed. As she sat, she noticed Achilles' annoyed expression. She leaned into the pillows and took his hand in hers. "What's wrong?" Briseis asked as she crept closer and laid her head on his chest. He stroked her hair and said, "I am invited to the wedding of King Menelaus and Helen of Sparta. I have to bring a guest, and you are my guest." Achilles said as he brought Briseis to his lap. She looked at him with her brown eyes and whispered, "They're royal, you're practically royal from your wars. I am a mere slave girl. I cannot attend." She said in a regretful tone as she stared into his icy eyes.
"No, you are the woman of Achilles, the greatest warrior ever which makes you practically royal as well. Attend it with me, meet Helen. She used to be a slave also." Achilles said as he kissed Briseis' hair and cheek. She nodded and kissed him softly on the lips and moved to her side of the bed. She watched as Achilles took out a pad, like he always did and sketched whatever was on his mind. Achilles was rather talented as an artist. She was now rather curious. "What are you drawing now?" Briseis asked in a silly tone as she watched him outline. "Who do I always draw?" Achilles retorted as the outline continued. Achilles always drew her face. The exact drawing of her face and sometimes her shoulders or neck.
"Why don't you ever draw anything else?" Briseis asked as she watched him quietly as he looked to her than back to the pad. "Because there is nothing else I love, except you." she smiled and laid down on the soft pillows, her eyelids feeling heavy until they fell, darkness surrounding her.
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The next day was the Longest Day of the Year. Achilles was dressed in his warrior attire and Briseis was dressed in the velvet dress Achilles had bought her on the ship. It still fit her wonderfully and her brown hair was up in a bun at the top of her head with some ringlets falling to frame her face. While Achilles looked rough and Briseis lovely and sweet, they looked like they were meant to be. Achilles smiled as he watched Briseis fixed her outfit to prepare herself for the luxurious event. "Do I look okay?" She asked as she turned to face him, her face serene like an angel. Achilles smiled and stood, taking her in his arms and kissing her. "You look beautiful. Like always." He said as he touched her face and tilted it.
"I love you, remember that." Achilles said as he kissed Briseis again and listened to his soft breathing. He had sent the workers home early for the rest of the week as it would be odd to see them together and Briseis dressed in beautiful fabrics for the were mostly above her. The stagecoach had arrived as Briseis took one last look at her home. She would be leaving for 2-3 days and she didn't fit well in new places. She didn't like spending her time with people she didn't know and it made her wonder how she ever adjusted to Achilles' lavish life when she never had one of her own. He had escorted her inside the carriage (the one like when Paris and Helen are in the parade of sorts in the movie).
The carriage had started to gain speed through the gardens when Achilles' reached out and grabbed a jade flower. It was exotic, like Briseis and slipped it in her hair, by the ear. Briseis smiled and kissed his cheek. "Who would have ever thought that the greatest warrior that ever lived would be so sweet?" She smiled and watched as they got onto the dirt roads as the people passed, amazed at most likely Achilles'; she was never eye-catching and she had accepted that fact. But, Briseis had been wrong; the women stared at a woman so beautiful and the men, jealous of Achilles, stared at her longingly.
Achilles gave them all dirty looks and they turned away, Briseis still felt self-conscious. Her dress, the fitly snug one, attracted people she didn't know and she only felt comfortable with her body with Achilles; he was the one who made her feel good. The ride had been long and she had enjoyed his hand on her thigh, massaging it slightly. They had talked little, Briseis had asked questions about Helen and some about Menelaus. "Is he nice?" She asked him as the barriers of Sparta came into view. She looked to her lap when Achilles took her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him, "Don't ever be afraid while I'm with you. I will protect you until my last breath on this earth. I promise that." Achilles said as he kissed her cheek and brought her close.
The coach had stopped in front of the gates and a guard yelled from the towers, "State your name." He said sternly as he looked at Briseis and smirked. "Achilles of Greece and I bring with me, Briseis of Greece." The guard's eyebrows raised as he stared down, "The Infamous Achilles. The greatest warrior that ever lived? It's my honor to allow you into Sparta." He said as the gates opened and Achilles looked forward. The streets were decorated with festive colors and streamers that showed the happiness for the coming marriage. The children danced in the streets and the adults clapped and cheered as Achilles and the others guest moved through the road.
The palace of Menelaus and soon-to-be Helen was in the center of Sparta and men surrounded, waiting for Helen, the beauty of the beauties, to show her face. The men grinned at Briseis and the women stared at the heavenly Achilles. The balconies hung over the crowd and Menelaus stepped from behind the doors and curtains to look upon the crowd. They cheered and Helen, stayed in the shadows. The coach stopped by the large, grand doors and Achilles helped Briseis from the seats, taking the bottom of the gown in her hand, bringing it up slightly, trying not to trip. Her brown eyes stared at the balcony as Menelaus spoke:
"Dear people of Sparta and my guests", he said, staring at Achilles and Briseis, "I thank you for embracing my marriage to lovely Helen, it warms my heart to be greatly accepted by my people. But, the ceremony will start soon and we will be back, as man and wife for the celebration!" Menelaus said exuberantly and signaled for the guards to let Achilles and Briseis inside. The men and women were dressed in timeless fashions which made Briseis feel ugly as she stared at herself. "You're the most beautiful woman in the room." Achilles said to her as he wrapped his arm around her waist. She gave him a small smile and let him kiss her on the lips.
The priest stepped forward from the crowd, dressed in white and walked to the front where Menelaus stood along with his brother, the warrior, Briseis hadn't known of his name. The king looked pleased with himself as he watched his bride walked down the isle, dressed in a divine white gown. Her face was covered by the veil of see-through cloth with beads. She looked gorgeous. The ceremony had been exquisite with the sermon given on love and Achilles had held Briseis' hand the entire time, glancing to her every other minute or so. "Let's Celebrate!" Menelaus applauded as everyone stood and clapped for the newly married couple.
Briseis watched the expression of Helen, she hadn't looked happy the entire ceremony or the party after that. Her blue eyes stayed focus on one man, more like a boy, with raven hair and chocolate eyes, who stood next to a man who could be his twin. Achilles had gotten them a drink of red wine and handed her hers. "You stare at the Prince of Troy, Paris." Achilles said as Briseis tore her gaze away from him to look into blue eyes. "I don't feel for him, only you." She said to him and took his upper arm in her palm and leaned her head into his shoulder. "Are they friends? She stares intently at him." Briseis observed as Menelaus had taken his bride for the dance. She and Achilles sat in the back but the view was in their sights.
"No, Menelaus is friend's with Hector, Paris' brother. They fought together in past wars and Paris doesn't know Helen that well." Achilles explained as other couples went to the dance floor. He offered his hand and she had taken it. They walked slowly and made it but only to find Paris had moved and still stared intently. The night had continued that way, staring intently and Briseis, getting a deep, churning feeling in her stomach…
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"I hadn't wanted it to go like that." Aphrodite said as she watched Paris and Helen. Thetis felt her anger brewing, as a god, you knew how life turned out. "Life won't be the same from these to lovers." Thetis whispered as she touched the well water, trying to erase the evil she saw. The evil in the obsession brewing between the Queen of Sparta and the Prince of Troy…
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Interesting ending eh? I'll update tomorrow and here are the review thanks yous:
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amy
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