Forbidden Gods
IIIV. Answers Answered
Morning crept into the tent, and the world slowly woke up from its continuous cycle of sleep. Achilles woke up just at the right time, because any later he would have never been alert of the approaching footsteps heading towards his tent. At first he thought it was a dream, but when he awoken and the noise continued he shot up with panic running through his mind. Great, how am I going to get out of this? Caught in bed with the enemy. Just when the solider came through the flap, Achilles yelled "STOP!" All seemed to have frozen, the jostling outside, the solider that stood scared out of his mind, Achilles' hand in mid air. The young messenger was terrified if he had done something wrong and could barely speak his words. "My, my lord?" Achilles looked around. Paris wasn't beside him, but was found sleeping on the floor in his regular spot. "My lord, the king would like to speak with you..." the solider waited for a reply but Achilles laid in his bed shocked and trying to figure out if he really did those things with Paris. A moment passed, "Well, what the hell are you standing there for, get out!" The solider jumped and darted out of the tent like a hunted rabbit.
Achilles quickly got dressed and walked to Agamemnon's tent. For the second time, the old man was found with grapes except this time a young attractive women was the one who held them. "What do you want with me at this hour?" he began. The king gently stroked the girl's arm, and she giggled in response. "I have reached a decision. The prince will come with me to Greece." The warrior stood stricken with surprise. He wasn't expecting this. "Why?" he asked. And this was his chance. He longed to get back at Achilles and the only way without killing the guy was to bore him to death with a lecture.
"Because my advisors always bother me to choose an heir to obtain my wealth and power after I leave this world. And you and I both know that I am way too old to reproduce. Our first suggestion was to choose a loyal man like my brother. But he won't last long on the throne after I die because he will die not long after me. There was always one of the Greek Kings. But I have sacrificed all my energy, time, patience, and wine going to battles, waiting for the end of it and take over. And I don't want all of that to go to waste. Also, they will disband when the word of my death reaches their ears. All of the young boys in Greece are either too simple, or too dumb for politics. I need someone young, fresh, someone where I can put my own war tactics, ideas, and methods into their minds. And when I saw this prince I knew he was perfect. Imagine, he stole the most beautiful creature on this earth, lead her to his own bed without punishment, or giving her back...Nobody dare stood up to him and told him otherwise! And that takes persuasion. Yes it was his looks none the less but, persuasion. And to me that is the main element to rule an empire." Achilles was already dead by boredom a long time ago. Agamemnon succeeded. "So you bring him home to be your pupil?" Achilles was sick of his ideas to use human beings as puppets. The king's attention was turned to the woman. "Yes." The hero charged out of the tent, and again the stress was beginning to choke him.
Damn! Not Paris, not my loyal Paris. That bastard will poison him with his corrupted tactics. Achilles stopped in his steps. A plan began to construct in his mind. I have to see him again, to talk about last night... Oh god, last night... No, I have to get on a ship going to Agamemnon's palace and meet him there. But which one? The would be so much easier if a thousand ships weren't launched!!!!!!! Achilles made his way to the shore hoping to board a ship. The last to the camps were packing up, and time was not on his side.