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Chapter 4

The slave girl moaned in her sleep. Achilles could distinct the words, "No..." and "Uuugh" from her nightmare talk. "What has she been through for her past years?" he wondered.

He had carried her from Shlepe's tent back to his own, after cutting her bonds. Instead of laying her down in her own sleeping mat, he had carried her to his instead, which was more comfortable anyway. From then, he had sat there, watching her sleep.

Every now and then, her features would tighten up and she would stir restlessly, sometimes shaking, other times kicking. Achilles wondered what she was dreaming about. "And I still don't know your name," he muttered softly.

Achilles suddenly noticed that the girl's clothing was bloody and smeared with dirt. "I will change her," he thought. "Not even I would like to sleep in that thing."

Getting up, he extracted a fresh nightgown from amid his spares. He knelt down beside the slave girl and whispered to her, "I'm going to move you, just for a bit."

Slowly, he edged the dirty ragged thing she was wearing off her body. He stopped and surveyed the girl that lay in front of him.

Achilles was a man, although a great man, he could not resist all temptations. Seeing the slave girl sleeping there, naked, he could not help but look.

She had the most pink creamy skin he'd ever seen. It looked just like the inside of a conch shell, and it looked good on her. She was a very curvy girl as well. Her breasts weren't too large or too small; they were quite perfect, especially for her height, which was probably around 5'8". And of course, her face looked as beautiful as ever, matching that of an angel's as she lay there asleep.

Achilles felt a certain stir in one of his regions, and quickly put the clean nightgown on her, trying to fight off the feeling.

His sudden movement had woken her up; the slave girl peered up at him, blinking peacefully, her big brown eyes twinkling innocently at him.

"Thank you," she said quietly.

"It's alright," Achilles replied gruffly, still trying to resist the urge.

"I didn't know you were kind as well." she told him, sitting up.

"Nobody touches my things." he said, running his hand through his blond hair.

Briseis ran her eyes over him, and for the first time, noticed how handsome he was. Achilles had a strong face, a hard face, and yet...sometimes it seemed, a tender face. His eyes were blue, but not just any blue; they were the blue that took your breath away, the kind that made you want to look into them forever and ever. His lips were very enticing; they looked experienced to any sort of contact involved.

"Well," Briseis thought dully. "They most likely are. After all, I know the rumors about Achilles having many lovers is true after what his men were saying about him."

Suddenly, both were aware that their legs were making contact with each other.

Achilles stood up, feeling a little awkward. "What the devil is going on?," he thought, confused. "I never feel awkward."

"I'll sleep on your sleeping mat tonight," he told her, sitting down on the said mat. "My mat is most likely the best place for you to rest tonight."

Both of them lay back down again, feeling a little strange.

"Thank you," Briseis said into the silence, before night engulfed them.

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