Achilles and Briseis stood in the water in a loving embrace. Each gripping
each other tightly afraid to let go.
"I can not leave and I can not stay," Briseis sobbed.
Achilles frowned he could not bear to see Briseis in so much pain. His heart was breaking for her. She should return to her people, that was the only place she would find peace and she could earn forgiveness for loving him. Would she agree to go if he went with her? He was a paid fighter, only Troy could pay him with Briseis' love and not gold.
"You must go, go and I will follow,"
"They would kill you,"
"No, I will fight for Troy, my love,"
Briseis looked up into Achilles eyes.
"Are you sure? You are turning your back on your people,"
"I am sure. My people mean nothing to me in the shadow of my love for you,"
"Tonight while the camp sleeps, we will run for the safety of Troy's walls,"
Achilles and Briseis walked back to the tent hand in hand. They stayed in Achilles tent for the day talking about anything and everything. Each learning more about the person they loved. Time slipped by and Night was drawing near and Briseis could feel her apprehension rising. Was she doing the right thing? Would he be happy? Achilles however was growing more and more certain of his choice. He loved this woman. He would follow her anywhere.
"Do not worry, my Priestess I want to come with you,"
"I worry that you will tire of the life in Troy, a life with me,"
"I will never tire of you,"
Achilles leaned across and kissed her temple. He lay down on the bed to get some sleep before there escape to Troy. Achilles drew Briseis close to him and she laid her head on his chest, and listened to his heartbeat, the most soothing sound she had ever heard.
"Well at least I did remove the biggest threat to Troy, even thought it was not how I had intended to,"
"That you did, my leaving will be a large moral blow for the Greeks,"
"I will fight by your side and we will chase the Greeks from my land then, you and I shall live our lives how we choose,"
"I would rather see you in a tower of the Palace, than by my side in the battle field"
"I am a warrior, better than most men, do not judge me Achilles I may surprise you yet,"
Briseis smiled as she drifted to sleep. She would show him she was no flower, she was a warrior.
"I can not leave and I can not stay," Briseis sobbed.
Achilles frowned he could not bear to see Briseis in so much pain. His heart was breaking for her. She should return to her people, that was the only place she would find peace and she could earn forgiveness for loving him. Would she agree to go if he went with her? He was a paid fighter, only Troy could pay him with Briseis' love and not gold.
"You must go, go and I will follow,"
"They would kill you,"
"No, I will fight for Troy, my love,"
Briseis looked up into Achilles eyes.
"Are you sure? You are turning your back on your people,"
"I am sure. My people mean nothing to me in the shadow of my love for you,"
"Tonight while the camp sleeps, we will run for the safety of Troy's walls,"
Achilles and Briseis walked back to the tent hand in hand. They stayed in Achilles tent for the day talking about anything and everything. Each learning more about the person they loved. Time slipped by and Night was drawing near and Briseis could feel her apprehension rising. Was she doing the right thing? Would he be happy? Achilles however was growing more and more certain of his choice. He loved this woman. He would follow her anywhere.
"Do not worry, my Priestess I want to come with you,"
"I worry that you will tire of the life in Troy, a life with me,"
"I will never tire of you,"
Achilles leaned across and kissed her temple. He lay down on the bed to get some sleep before there escape to Troy. Achilles drew Briseis close to him and she laid her head on his chest, and listened to his heartbeat, the most soothing sound she had ever heard.
"Well at least I did remove the biggest threat to Troy, even thought it was not how I had intended to,"
"That you did, my leaving will be a large moral blow for the Greeks,"
"I will fight by your side and we will chase the Greeks from my land then, you and I shall live our lives how we choose,"
"I would rather see you in a tower of the Palace, than by my side in the battle field"
"I am a warrior, better than most men, do not judge me Achilles I may surprise you yet,"
Briseis smiled as she drifted to sleep. She would show him she was no flower, she was a warrior.