A/N: Thanks for the reviews, everyone! I'm getting there.

I'm getting married to Hector. I'm getting married to Hector. My heart is pounding so fast...and oh, he wanted to...he loves me!

I met him in a field today...here's the conversation.

"Hello," he said with a smile. I smiled back, blushing. Why did I have to blush now? Why?

"I know this is awkward," I began, "And I really feel uncomfortable asking you this, but I need to know..." I trailed off. I couldn't do it. I couldn't. I looked pleadingly up at him. He put a hand on my shoulder.

"Go on," he whispered. Encouraged, I continued.

"Well, did you want to or did Queen Hecuba arrange it?" I blurted out.

He took me in his arms. "Oh, Andromache," he whispered. "You think that I don't love you?" A tear rolled down my cheek.

"I've always loved you," I confessed. "Always. And always I doubted it."

He kissed me. "Never doubt my love," he whispered. "It'll always be there.

-Andromache

The wedding was today, and although I felt something, I know it wasn't that I felt married. I felt married yesterday. No, I felt married the first time I saw him.

He said he loved me. Did he love me then?

Don't dwell on the past, Mother would say. And yet...it feels important, to me, anyway.

I'm to move into the palace tomorrow.

-Andromache