Andromache walked through the gardens, she reached the cold stone bench that lay in the courtyard of the garden and sat down as she looked up to the statue that lay before her. Frantically she ran the back of her hands over her dress trying to push all of the crinkles out. 'Oh...' she let out softly, as the crinkles in her dress would not disappear, she let out a soft sigh as she thought of her husband. It seemed so long since he kissed her goodbye and set out over the Aegean to Sparta, she had lost count of the days and it seemed like it would be another thousand years before he returned.

Priam walked down the steps into the gardens, he followed the pathway. When he looked up he say Andromache, his sons wife sat on the stone bench. He slowly walked to her

'Andromache?' he spoke gently. She jumped slightly as she was pulled out of her thoughts; she looked up to see Priam

'My lord' she bowed to him, he carefully leant forwards and lifted her head with his pale,

withering hand 'My dear, you miss my son?' she nodded gently as Priam took his seat beside her 'He will be back soon my dearest Andromache' she lowed her head, but he quickly took

her chin and lifted her head to look at him,

'I know my King, I just miss him as does our son. He misses everyday his father is gone' Priam gently nodded as he brushed her brown locks back across her shoulder and let his hand come to rest on her shoulder

'Where is my grandson? For I must desire to see him' a weak smile spread across Andromache's lips as she slowly stood and took Priam's old hand in her own.

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Gently she led him back into the palace and headed for her chamber, carefully she opened the door and Lucida looked up

'My princess' she bowed her head to Andromache 'My King' she bowed down low to Priam 'Leave us no Lucida' the maiden nodded and quickly hurried out of the room. Andromache made her way over to the cot and looked down at the sleeping boy, Priam came beside her 'He did not sleep well last night, and neither did I my King' she ran her finger along the child's chubby rosy cheek 'We did not sleep well at all' she took the baby up from his crib and gently laid his head against her breast. She cradled the child's head in her hand as she began to hum softly. Priam placed a hand on her shoulder

'I shall leave you both' before she could speak he had turned and left her chamber. She rocked the child in her arms and kissed his bare head.

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