Hector walked down to the holding cells a frown of worry covering his face. His father would be ashamed of him for putting his only brother to death but what choice did he have?

Briseis was recovered enough from her birth to attend the execution and busied herself in her rooms, preparing to leave Azaria in Shanice's capable hands for the afternoon. Shanice had become the Azarias's guardian whenever battle or politics drew Briseis away from her daughter. A new made Jenia was to take over Shanice's old post as maid.

Achilles turned to his wife.

"Are you ready?"

Briseis looked around and nodded her head, kissing her daughter goodbye she handed Azaria to Shanice. Shanice was still beaming from last night's events and was having trouble keeping her thoughts straight. Patroclus had proposed last night and Shanice was giddy with love and excitement.

Achilles and Briseis walked to wards the execution yard hand in hand. They stood at a distance as Briseis although full of hate for her cousin and his wife, still felt sad because they were blood. Achilles slipped his arm around his wife's waist, which was almost recovered from the birth of Azaria.

Hector led Paris and Helen through the crowd and gave the official announcement of their crimes. He then went and stood next to Andromache to seek comfort for his deeds from his wife.

Helen and Paris were then lead up on to a platform where everyone could view the murders of their beloved king. First Paris was knelt down and his head removed from his body, with a quick strike from the anomous executioners blade. Helen quickly followed and Briseis shielded her eyes as blood seeped form the open wounds.

Paris was given a proper funeral pier and burnt in the way befitting a prince, with to coins on his eyes. Helen however was tied to a horse her head in a bag, galloping back to the Greeks.

Hector and Andromache made their way through the crowd to where Briseis and Achilles were standing.

"Have I done the right thing cousin?"

Briseis with tears welling in her eyes nodded.

"It was the right thing, carry no guilt to your bed tonight. You have saved our kingdom,"

Briseis hugged Hector and promised that within the months she would see the Greeks away from Troy's beaches and the entire war behind them.

Briseis true to her word saw peace return to Troy before Azarias's first birthday. Little did Briseis know that Azaria had her own destiny to for fill.

AUTHOURS NOTE: I know I said the story was finished but I had a lot of request to know about Helen and Paris' deaths so I wrote it. Also, I am still undecided about a sequel so I have left it open.......PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.