Helen paced back and forth waiting for Paris to return. Paris slipped into their rooms and she rushed towards him pushing herself up against him provocatively. She nipped his ear and enjoyed her power over him as she felt him shudder and his erection growing.

"Did you ask my love?"

"Ye...yes I did,"

"What did Hector say, that arrogant bastard?"

"He said I was not ready to rule and that Priam had left word that Briseis was to rule,"

Helen slapped him and whorled around in a rage.

"I will never be Queen of this retched city if you do not start being more of a man."

Paris' shoulders slumped. He walked towards Helen and wrapped his arms around her waist. She shoved him away violently.

"Don't touch me you gutless man,"

"I have to do everything, everything! To make you king, I had to convince Priam to let us be together, then I had to kill him, with only a little help from you, now you cant even secure our fate as rulers."

Briseis left the palace and was walking through the markets. She had decided to go and comfort her people in their time of need. People hugged her, wailing in grief. She felt her self-drowning in a sea of sorrow. Priam was a stubborn, traditional old man but he had been much loved by his people and had led them to a life of peace for many years before the Greeks had come. The Greeks, Briseis let her thought wander to Achilles, and her hurtful words this morning.

An old toothless lady grasping at her hand broke Briseis concentration.

"Please, lead us to glory, Princess Briseis"

"I...I its not my place, Hector perhaps?"

"No lady it is you that must carry the fate of Troy,"

The crowd started to chant,

"Queen Briseis, Queen Briseis"

Briseis felt panic rising in her chest and she began to run back to the palace. She burst in through the front gates giving only a quick nod to the guards. Briseis felt her self bump in to something hard and strong arms wrap around her. She looked up to see Patroclus' young face looking down upon her.

"Patroclus, you scared me,"

"Shhh...he whispered.

"I must tell you something. I fear you will not trust my word because of my past errors. But you must!"

Briseis allowed herself to be led of to a small room. Briseis looked around nervously not wanted Achilles to burst into the room.

"What is it Patroclus,"

"I was helping Shanice with some work and we over heard a conversation...."

Briseis frowned.

"Helen and Paris.... they killed Priam and they plan to blame me,"

"Are you certain these are serious words, Patroclus?"

"Yes, Shanice does not want to become involved for fear of her life, if you want we shall leave this place..."

Briseis shook her head. Her mind was spinning she had never been fond of Helen. The pieces were starting to come together in her mind and she believed Patroclus with her heart.

"Go and get Shanice and then meet me in my rooms, I will find Achilles and Hector we must set things right. Troy is a dangerous place for you at the moment, Patroclus"

Briseis left the room in search of the two most important men in her life.

AUTHORS NOTE: Any suggestion and comment are welcome. I don't know if I like where this story is going it is not how I intended it to be when I started it has just evolved. Any suggestions???