AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry about the mix up with chapters, here you go.

Briseis went to Shanice's rooms. Shanice had been expecting her at the most difficult times in her life Briseis always came to Shanice. Shanice slipped her sword in to its holster and opened the door as Briseis knock. Briseis smiled her friend knew her well. The pair crossed silently to the training ground and began trading blows, Shanice standing up against Briseis skill well. The pair had fought together since they were young girls, but Shanice because of her social position was forced to hide the fact that she was a talented fighter.

Achilles lurked in the shadows watching his wife move his languid movements hypnotising him. He watched as after several hours Shanice claimed defeat and hurried back to her rooms. Briseis strolled towards where he was standing.

"Achilles I know your there,"

Achilles mentally cursed, how was she so perceptive. He stepped out of the shadows and looked at her face shining with sweat. Briseis motioned for him to sit on a bench.

"Are you ready to listen?"

Achilles battled with his own pride. He wanted to listen but his pride was getting in the way.

"Yes"

Briseis held out a hand to him and kissed it lightly.

"First I love you, second I love Patroclus like an brother,"

Achilles sifted uncomfortably his temper rising, he hated it when Briseis had the upper hand, and she often did!

"Patroclus kissed me, out of lust, I had no idea of his feelings towards me, he surprised me, my heart never wandered form yours for a second"

Achilles slipped his hand around Briseis waist and kissed her neck gently.

"Forgive me for being so stubborn,"

Briseis slipped into Achilles embrace and kissed him deeply.

"I know what bothers you, I can not help where my talents lie, I told you this when we were wed. I enjoy being treated like a delicate flower in all aspect of my life except on the battlefield, "

Achilles kissed her to silence and swept her up in his arms and carried her to their rooms.

Weeks past and the rift between Patroclus and Achilles started to heal. Patroclus turned his affection to Shanice, a much more suitable choice than Briseis.

Hector came running into the garden where Briseis was lounging. Her stomach bulging with the new life with in her.

"Priam is dead!"

Briseis stood up as quickly as possible wobbling on her feet slightly. She rushed behind Hector to where Priam lay dead in his bed. Briseis rushed over to him and drew his body close weeping tears of sorrow. He had caused many set backs in her life but she loved him like a father. She felt Hector's hand rest on her shoulder and went welcomingly into his warm embrace.

"Calm your self this is not good for the child,"

Briseis continued to sob and Achilles was sent for to escort her back to their rooms so they could deal with their grief privately.

Hector stayed with his father body. Paris who had been swimming with Helen in the pool came running in dripping wet.

"Is it true?" he gasped.

"Yes and it was no accident brother."