Briseis pulled away from Achilles and looked into his eyes. She new things
were going to plan he was beginning to trust her, to love her. She had not
counted on this man being so...so, she could not think of the word he was
hansom, yes, of that there was no doubt. He was cocky, arrogant,
dominating, violent and dangerous. So why did she feel her heart melting in
his embrace? No, she told her self it was merely relief that is all; I must
kill him soon and save Troy.
Achilles stood up and carried Briseis back to his tent, she could have walked and he knew this, but reveled in the feeling of her body pressed against his. He placed her near the fire to keep her warm so shock would not set in. Although the sun had already began to rise and beat upon the ground.
"I am sorry, I gave you my word, and I failed"
"You did not, Achilles you saved me, if not for you I would have been violated again and again, a toy for the soldiers"
She shuddered at the images that flashed through her mind. Achilles frowned at the thought, damn! This woman was hypnotizing, like Aphrodite herself. He wanted to kiss her, to hold her and make love to her until he drew his last breath.
"Perhaps you should stay close to me for the remainder of you stay?" He said with an unmistakable timbre of hope in his rough voice.
"And how long will that be?"
"I can not answer that, but I would see no harm come to you, nor any unhappiness. You are free to leave when you will. I can not however keep you safe if Troy falls and you are not with me,"
"Thank you, that brings me great comfort"
"Come I must train with the soldier's and I think you should learn to use a dagger, to defend yourself,"
Briseis stood and dusted the sand off of her dress. Achilles took her hand, which was dwarfed in his rough grip and led her from the tent, he kept her close. Briseis sat in the sand, ignoring the beating sun and demanding thirst. She watched Achilles fight with his men; she cannot say it was an unpleasant experience watching Achilles' muscles rippling, and sweat beading on his body. She imagined her self-being the cause of that sweat in the heat of the bedroom, Briseis allowed herself this thought and found it oddly comforting and smile crept across her lips.
Achilles trained with his men for the majority of the day. In the late afternoon he handed Briseis a dagger. The dagger was beautifully crafted, it was Achilles' favorite and he hoped to pass it on to his son one day.
"You will learn how to use this, to defend yourself,"
Help me Apollo to cover my skills she thought. Briseis did her best to look uncomfortable and untalented with the blade, but still Achilles noticed her skill and commented as such.
"Ahh, you have used a dagger before,"
"A little," she lied trying to keep the look of untruth out of her eyes.
Achilles all of a sudden swept her of her feet, and landed on top of her, holding her down. Briseis was shocked but quickly regained her composure.
"Watch all of you attackers body, they will try to knock you off you feet, It is the easiest way the kill your enemy"
Briseis wanted to scream that she knew this, but resisted the urge, besides it was hard to speak with Achilles pressing against her. Another enjoyable experience to try and block out.
"You are beautiful,"
Briseis blushed bright red and turned her head to the side to avoid his piercing gaze.
"I am not worthy of my lords attentions,"
Achilles brushed some hair off of her face, feeling himself stiffen and swell at the closeness. Briseis noticed to, she did not know she had such an effect on men.
Briseis pushed him off of her and ran back to the tent, she would have to kill him soon, could she kill after all his kindnesses?
Damn, thought Achilles, she was nearly rapped this morning and I treat her like that. What was I thinking? Achilles stopped for a minute; he did not normally care about his conquests.
Achilles stood up and carried Briseis back to his tent, she could have walked and he knew this, but reveled in the feeling of her body pressed against his. He placed her near the fire to keep her warm so shock would not set in. Although the sun had already began to rise and beat upon the ground.
"I am sorry, I gave you my word, and I failed"
"You did not, Achilles you saved me, if not for you I would have been violated again and again, a toy for the soldiers"
She shuddered at the images that flashed through her mind. Achilles frowned at the thought, damn! This woman was hypnotizing, like Aphrodite herself. He wanted to kiss her, to hold her and make love to her until he drew his last breath.
"Perhaps you should stay close to me for the remainder of you stay?" He said with an unmistakable timbre of hope in his rough voice.
"And how long will that be?"
"I can not answer that, but I would see no harm come to you, nor any unhappiness. You are free to leave when you will. I can not however keep you safe if Troy falls and you are not with me,"
"Thank you, that brings me great comfort"
"Come I must train with the soldier's and I think you should learn to use a dagger, to defend yourself,"
Briseis stood and dusted the sand off of her dress. Achilles took her hand, which was dwarfed in his rough grip and led her from the tent, he kept her close. Briseis sat in the sand, ignoring the beating sun and demanding thirst. She watched Achilles fight with his men; she cannot say it was an unpleasant experience watching Achilles' muscles rippling, and sweat beading on his body. She imagined her self-being the cause of that sweat in the heat of the bedroom, Briseis allowed herself this thought and found it oddly comforting and smile crept across her lips.
Achilles trained with his men for the majority of the day. In the late afternoon he handed Briseis a dagger. The dagger was beautifully crafted, it was Achilles' favorite and he hoped to pass it on to his son one day.
"You will learn how to use this, to defend yourself,"
Help me Apollo to cover my skills she thought. Briseis did her best to look uncomfortable and untalented with the blade, but still Achilles noticed her skill and commented as such.
"Ahh, you have used a dagger before,"
"A little," she lied trying to keep the look of untruth out of her eyes.
Achilles all of a sudden swept her of her feet, and landed on top of her, holding her down. Briseis was shocked but quickly regained her composure.
"Watch all of you attackers body, they will try to knock you off you feet, It is the easiest way the kill your enemy"
Briseis wanted to scream that she knew this, but resisted the urge, besides it was hard to speak with Achilles pressing against her. Another enjoyable experience to try and block out.
"You are beautiful,"
Briseis blushed bright red and turned her head to the side to avoid his piercing gaze.
"I am not worthy of my lords attentions,"
Achilles brushed some hair off of her face, feeling himself stiffen and swell at the closeness. Briseis noticed to, she did not know she had such an effect on men.
Briseis pushed him off of her and ran back to the tent, she would have to kill him soon, could she kill after all his kindnesses?
Damn, thought Achilles, she was nearly rapped this morning and I treat her like that. What was I thinking? Achilles stopped for a minute; he did not normally care about his conquests.