Briseis scuttled down the halls to her cousins rooms. She knocked
impatiently on the door and pushed past Hector, as he opened it. Andromache
hearing the commotion stepped out of the nursery and looked at Briseis.
"Andromache, I must speak with you,"
Andromache ushered Briseis out on to the balcony.
"What is wrong? Hector told me how Priam reacted. I am sorry Briseis."
Briseis fought back a sob at the memory of her Uncle's face contorted with rage and confusion.
"I want to marry Achilles."
Andromache went to interrupt Briseis.
"Wait, let me explain. I love him. I want our souls to be bound together, whatever may happen. I also think that if we were wed Priam would look more kindly upon us. It's the only plan I have Andromache. Help me!"
Andromache sighed and hugged Briseis.
"I will help you. What do you need from me?"
"I want you and Hector to come and be witnesses. We must hurry thought Marises is going to meet us there"
"You can't get married like that!" Andromache exclaimed.
"Would it please you to wear my wedding robes?"
Briseis gasped and Andromache's generosity. Andromache's wedding robes were ledged. The material was as light as a feather and was rumored to be a gift from the gods to bless Andromache and Hector's union.
"It would be my honor,"
Andromache smiled and hurried Briseis to the bathroom.
"Get ready," she urged.
Briseis stumbled into the bathroom and let her robes fall to the floor. She washed her face in the cool water. Andromache slipped into the room and left the robes and a silver hair clip. Briseis ran a comb through her hair and then tamed it in an elegant twist on the back of her head. Leaving a few strands to fall becomingly around her neck.
Briseis ran her fingers along the robes. They were heaven to touch! The robes were white, the colour of purity. With a light blue sash that went from her left shoulder to her white hip. The neckline was studded with sapphires that sparked in the candlelight. When slipped the dress on. It felt like a second skin. Briseis dabbed some scented oils on her wrist and stepped in to the main chamber. Hector and Andromache were waiting.
Hector stepped forward and pulled Briseis into a hug.
"You look like a goodness,"
Briseis turned to Andromache. As hector slipped one of his riding capes over her shoulders and pulled the hood up to hide her face.
"Its Andromache's robes not me that is divine," she laughed.
"No its you. You radiate love and beauty. Achilles is a lucky man,"
They hurried through the city to where Achilles was being held. Andromache drugged the guards with a simple sleeping herb and they slipped in unnoticed. Marises had not yet arrived.
Achilles stood when he heard movement near.
"Who goes there?"
Briseis stepped forward and let the hood fall away to reveal her face.
"Its is I."
Achilles couldn't help but smile, she was beautiful. Briseis slipped the cape off and Achilles thought his heart would explode. She was intoxicating. She was in wedding robes? He did not understand.
"Why are you in those robes?"
"I have come here to marry you," she stated in a matter of fact tone.
"I have nothing to offer you, my days are numbered,"
"I. ...There are two reasons I want to marry you. If Hector and I cannot convince Priam. I want our souls to be bound together for eternity. So we can find each other in the after life,"
"I would find you anywhere, Briseis"
She felt her heart lurch at his words.
"The second, is that it might help convince Priam if we were wed."
"Are you sure about this Briseis?"
"If you want me,'
Briseis felt her heart catch in her throat. What if he said no? She had made a fool of her self! Achilles reached a hand through the bars. She took it and he drew her near. Achilles managed to kiss her awkwardly through the bars.
"I want you forever, you amaze me, your heart, your soul," Achilles let his eyes take in her beauty. "And your body"
Briseis giggled. Marises burst in at that moment. Briseis stepped away from Achilles slightly but still held on to his hand.
"Lets get started," Marises, announced, he did not want to be there any longer than necessary.
The vows were said quickly and emotionally. Hector and Andromache smiled at each other. This was love, they were each thinking of there own courtship when Hector had chased the much favored Andromache around all of Troy trying to win her heart.
The couple slipped out side to allow Briseis and Achilles a moment and Marises snuck back to the temple. Briseis stepped closer to Achilles now they were alone. Achilles swore.
"What my love could make you swear at this moment?"
"I have no ring,"
'I have no need for one, you love for me is well known with out a symbol to remind me,"
"Still..."
Achilles took of the shell necklace his mother had made him. He fastened it around Briseis' neck.
"It is no ring, but it's all I have. I am not worthy of you."
"It is better than any ring,"
Briseis lent in and kissed him. Achilles in an uncharteristic surge of love whispered in her ear.
"I was a lone soul. I thought I was destined to tread a path of War. You have given me peace, fair one. My heart knows only two things now. If we are apart in knows only longing and pain. When you are near in knows only happiness and love,"
Briseis felt tears pricking in her eyes and let them fall down her face. Achilles kissed them away and they clung to each other, cold metal separating them. Andromache walked in.
"Time is up the guards are waking, come"
Achilles kissed Briseis briefly one last time and watched her as she slipped on the cape and the three hurried towards their rooms.
"Andromache, I must speak with you,"
Andromache ushered Briseis out on to the balcony.
"What is wrong? Hector told me how Priam reacted. I am sorry Briseis."
Briseis fought back a sob at the memory of her Uncle's face contorted with rage and confusion.
"I want to marry Achilles."
Andromache went to interrupt Briseis.
"Wait, let me explain. I love him. I want our souls to be bound together, whatever may happen. I also think that if we were wed Priam would look more kindly upon us. It's the only plan I have Andromache. Help me!"
Andromache sighed and hugged Briseis.
"I will help you. What do you need from me?"
"I want you and Hector to come and be witnesses. We must hurry thought Marises is going to meet us there"
"You can't get married like that!" Andromache exclaimed.
"Would it please you to wear my wedding robes?"
Briseis gasped and Andromache's generosity. Andromache's wedding robes were ledged. The material was as light as a feather and was rumored to be a gift from the gods to bless Andromache and Hector's union.
"It would be my honor,"
Andromache smiled and hurried Briseis to the bathroom.
"Get ready," she urged.
Briseis stumbled into the bathroom and let her robes fall to the floor. She washed her face in the cool water. Andromache slipped into the room and left the robes and a silver hair clip. Briseis ran a comb through her hair and then tamed it in an elegant twist on the back of her head. Leaving a few strands to fall becomingly around her neck.
Briseis ran her fingers along the robes. They were heaven to touch! The robes were white, the colour of purity. With a light blue sash that went from her left shoulder to her white hip. The neckline was studded with sapphires that sparked in the candlelight. When slipped the dress on. It felt like a second skin. Briseis dabbed some scented oils on her wrist and stepped in to the main chamber. Hector and Andromache were waiting.
Hector stepped forward and pulled Briseis into a hug.
"You look like a goodness,"
Briseis turned to Andromache. As hector slipped one of his riding capes over her shoulders and pulled the hood up to hide her face.
"Its Andromache's robes not me that is divine," she laughed.
"No its you. You radiate love and beauty. Achilles is a lucky man,"
They hurried through the city to where Achilles was being held. Andromache drugged the guards with a simple sleeping herb and they slipped in unnoticed. Marises had not yet arrived.
Achilles stood when he heard movement near.
"Who goes there?"
Briseis stepped forward and let the hood fall away to reveal her face.
"Its is I."
Achilles couldn't help but smile, she was beautiful. Briseis slipped the cape off and Achilles thought his heart would explode. She was intoxicating. She was in wedding robes? He did not understand.
"Why are you in those robes?"
"I have come here to marry you," she stated in a matter of fact tone.
"I have nothing to offer you, my days are numbered,"
"I. ...There are two reasons I want to marry you. If Hector and I cannot convince Priam. I want our souls to be bound together for eternity. So we can find each other in the after life,"
"I would find you anywhere, Briseis"
She felt her heart lurch at his words.
"The second, is that it might help convince Priam if we were wed."
"Are you sure about this Briseis?"
"If you want me,'
Briseis felt her heart catch in her throat. What if he said no? She had made a fool of her self! Achilles reached a hand through the bars. She took it and he drew her near. Achilles managed to kiss her awkwardly through the bars.
"I want you forever, you amaze me, your heart, your soul," Achilles let his eyes take in her beauty. "And your body"
Briseis giggled. Marises burst in at that moment. Briseis stepped away from Achilles slightly but still held on to his hand.
"Lets get started," Marises, announced, he did not want to be there any longer than necessary.
The vows were said quickly and emotionally. Hector and Andromache smiled at each other. This was love, they were each thinking of there own courtship when Hector had chased the much favored Andromache around all of Troy trying to win her heart.
The couple slipped out side to allow Briseis and Achilles a moment and Marises snuck back to the temple. Briseis stepped closer to Achilles now they were alone. Achilles swore.
"What my love could make you swear at this moment?"
"I have no ring,"
'I have no need for one, you love for me is well known with out a symbol to remind me,"
"Still..."
Achilles took of the shell necklace his mother had made him. He fastened it around Briseis' neck.
"It is no ring, but it's all I have. I am not worthy of you."
"It is better than any ring,"
Briseis lent in and kissed him. Achilles in an uncharteristic surge of love whispered in her ear.
"I was a lone soul. I thought I was destined to tread a path of War. You have given me peace, fair one. My heart knows only two things now. If we are apart in knows only longing and pain. When you are near in knows only happiness and love,"
Briseis felt tears pricking in her eyes and let them fall down her face. Achilles kissed them away and they clung to each other, cold metal separating them. Andromache walked in.
"Time is up the guards are waking, come"
Achilles kissed Briseis briefly one last time and watched her as she slipped on the cape and the three hurried towards their rooms.