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Chapter five.
Paris knocked on Hector's door late at night. Waiting for the reply, he looked through one of the windows in the halls. The full moon was shinning and a soft breeze came from the sea. His brown eyes narrowed, watching at the big ships that were waiting for the next day to part. He sighed. His father had been hiding things from him, and this was something new. Never before in his family this had happened. He lifted his right hand and touched the necklace that laid on his chest. It always brought him good luck, and he hoped this time it wouldn't be different.
The door opened and Hector shook his head. His younger brother was standing there. Asleep, walked some steps towards him, trying to keep his eyes opened.
"What's wrong, Paris?" Their dark eyes met, and Hector crossed his arms over his chest. "You should be resting, tomorrow will be a long day"
"I know" Paris looked at him with a strange gaze. "Hector, I want to know what's going on. I saw you talking to our father. Did he tell you something about this girl?" Hector covered his face with his hands, taking a deep breath.
"I can't believe you're still thinking about this.. go to bed and sleep" He was turning around when Paris took his arm. His eyes were burning with anger.
"Father always trusted you.. and I accept it. But we both will part tomorrow, and I also have the right to know what's happening. "Hector removed Paris' hand from his arm.
"I said you should go to bed. I don't know anything about her, but the difference with me is that I trust our father.. and this is why he trusts me more than you" He opened the door of his bedroom again, and gave Paris one last look. "I'm sure that soon we'll discover everything. She will come with us, she will be part of the political mission to Greece. "
Paris left, walking fast, angry with his brother. Wondering what he would find in Greece, he let his mind fly in a world of imagination. He imagined a queen, probably married to a king. They would have a princess of his age, and he would finally be able to get married, and this would mean the definitive alliance between Greece and Troy. But what he didn't expect was that no single princess was waiting for him.
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I woke up late, in the middle of the night. The room was silent, like the whole palace. Only the sounds of the sea filled the stance. I sat on my bed, wondering what time was it. The moon was still shinning, near from the horizon. Soon the sun would rise. It was so hot in that place, so I opened the marble pipes from the bathtub and got ready for it.
I heard voices in the halls, and as I undressed, I put my ear on the door, trying to listen. Two male voices were arguing, not too far from my room. I recognised Paris.. and Hector. Talking about me. Somehow I felt they would give me problems.. I wondered how I was going to spend my time in Greece, where I wouldn't be able to talk to anyone. I remembered Andromache, her fears.. and I started thinking. She had seen something that made her fears began. But that was stupid.
Now the voices had stopped and I just heard steps. And I made something odd. Without thinking I opened the door, forgetting that only a towel was covering me, and I met Paris, who stopped, shocked. That angry look was still on his face.
"What are you doing?" He asked, looking at another direction. Of course, I didn't reply. I took a blanket and covered myself. Then slowly, his dark eyes moved and watched at me. "I always forget that you don't speak my tongue.." His voice sounded sarcastic, and a kind of smile showed up on his lips.
I frowned, trying to show him how angry I was, and that I wouldn't let him treat me like that. So I put my hand on the door and closed it.. but it never closed, because Paris held it with his hand. I felt a bit scared, and came inside the room, sitting on my bed. He walked towards me, slowly. And then, kneeled beside me. He had a strange gaze, as if he was trying to read my mind. We looked at each other for a while, then he spoke.
"Listen, Alana.. I know you can understand me, and I know that my father wants to keep you as a mystery." He swallowed, and then looked at his hands as they moved, playing with a bracelet. "I also know I've been acting in a bad way with you, and I want to apologise. I'm nervous with the journey thing, I'm always here, at home, and now this adventure is waiting for me.. and my instinct tells me that something will happen to me in Greece" He paused, and I noticed I was holding my breathing. His dark eyes checked mines, and then stood up. "My father knows what will happen.. as well as you. But.." He shrugged. "If it was something so bad, he would never allow you to go with us.. so.. all what I can say is.. that I hope this story will have a happy end. The gods will help us"
I wished I could talk to him, tell him all what happened, how I felt after leaving my century, my friends, my home.. I wanted to speak about all the things that Priam announced.. I wanted to ask for help. But I couldn't. My mission was to stop him. Somehow, in a future time, I would have to betray the man who was standing in front of me.
"Good night" He said, leaving my room. I left the blanket and the towel on my bed, and then stepped inside the bathtub. Distractedly, I looked around me, and my eyes stopped on the digital camera. Soon an idea formed inside my head. Yes, that day I had taken a picture of the landscape, and it showed the future.. so.. what if I took a picture of myself? If I appeared on it, this would mean that Priam was wrong, that I really belonged to 21rst century.. but.. if just a ruined building was there.. then all my world would collapse.. but .. after all what I had lived, I couldn't loose anything.
The camera was near from me and I took it carefully, trying not to drop it inside the water. I knew that after taking the picture, things would be different, that I would have to accept the reality. I placed the lens in front of my face, turned it on.. and pressed the red button. The flash shone like a lightening, and I closed my eyes, my heart beating so fast that I could feel it all along my body. Then, slowly, I turned the camera and checked the screen. It was dark, connecting, the beating blue light that indicated time showed "0". Now, the image on the screen was appearing. I waited. First, a corner.. I could see the sky.. the moon.. the ocean... a ruin.. and then..
"Oh, no.." My voice sounded loud and it scared me. I almost dropped the camera inside the bathtub. I didn't appear in the picture. I didn't belong to the future. Hundreds of questions came to my head. If I didn't belong there.. when did I come to 21rst century? Why?
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We were finally there, standing in the beach, in front of those huge ships. The sun was so strong that it was burning my skin. I was placed between Hector and Paris, besides a crowd of soldiers who accompanied Priam. His blue eyes looked at his sons with pride.
"My dear sons.. journey has began" He hugged them, and then , looked at me. "Alana.. "And silence came. I didn't notice I was shaking until I felt Hector's arm beating against mind. He observed me with a worried face.
The soldiers began to climb inside the ships, giving loud orders to the rest of them who were still in the land. I saw the crowd moving, and knew it was the time. I felt dizzy, and waited until Hector and Paris had walked some steps. Then talked to Priam, who was standing there alone.
"Yesterday I discovered something.. now I know I belong here.. but you must tell me why.. when did I come and.."
"Shhhh.. don't speak" He said, kindly. "This is why you have to make this mission. It's the only way to find out. Trust me and trust the gods. My sons will protect you. No matter what" I felt tears in my eyes, and looked in the distance. Paris was observing me from the ship, and Hector came running.
"Alana, come on.." He gave me his hand and I placed mine on it. He led me to the ship and helped me to climb the stairs. Somehow I felt safe with his presence.. but I couldn't say the same about Paris.
The ships parted , the waves moved them strongly, and the sun blinded me. Troy was smaller now.. a yellow land in the distance. A tear fell from my eyes, and I dried it quickly. I had my bag with me, also the camera. The only object I had brought with me, and the only thing that had told me more about myself than anything.
I looked back, and saw the small door that led to the private cabins. I wondered how would it be to spend some days in that ship, being the only girl. I suddenly felt scared. What if something bad happened? What if I couldn't trust any of them? We were in the middle of the ocean, my only escape was Death. I started when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"My apologies, it wasn't my intention to scare you" Hector spoke, standing beside me. His dark eyes were half closed because of sun. "Do you need something?" Then, he suddenly remembered that I spoke a different language. In no time Paris joined us, and they both spoke in low voice. "I think it will be complicated to deal with her.. this will be a mess" Hector left, but Paris stood there. With a smile, he looked around himself, then came closer.
"If you need something, you just have to tell me. Hector still didn't realise that you can speak his tongue" And with that, he left. If Paris wanted me to speak, I wouldn't do it. I had made a promise I was going to keep. Even if I had to spend the following sailing days sleeping.
Chapter five.
Paris knocked on Hector's door late at night. Waiting for the reply, he looked through one of the windows in the halls. The full moon was shinning and a soft breeze came from the sea. His brown eyes narrowed, watching at the big ships that were waiting for the next day to part. He sighed. His father had been hiding things from him, and this was something new. Never before in his family this had happened. He lifted his right hand and touched the necklace that laid on his chest. It always brought him good luck, and he hoped this time it wouldn't be different.
The door opened and Hector shook his head. His younger brother was standing there. Asleep, walked some steps towards him, trying to keep his eyes opened.
"What's wrong, Paris?" Their dark eyes met, and Hector crossed his arms over his chest. "You should be resting, tomorrow will be a long day"
"I know" Paris looked at him with a strange gaze. "Hector, I want to know what's going on. I saw you talking to our father. Did he tell you something about this girl?" Hector covered his face with his hands, taking a deep breath.
"I can't believe you're still thinking about this.. go to bed and sleep" He was turning around when Paris took his arm. His eyes were burning with anger.
"Father always trusted you.. and I accept it. But we both will part tomorrow, and I also have the right to know what's happening. "Hector removed Paris' hand from his arm.
"I said you should go to bed. I don't know anything about her, but the difference with me is that I trust our father.. and this is why he trusts me more than you" He opened the door of his bedroom again, and gave Paris one last look. "I'm sure that soon we'll discover everything. She will come with us, she will be part of the political mission to Greece. "
Paris left, walking fast, angry with his brother. Wondering what he would find in Greece, he let his mind fly in a world of imagination. He imagined a queen, probably married to a king. They would have a princess of his age, and he would finally be able to get married, and this would mean the definitive alliance between Greece and Troy. But what he didn't expect was that no single princess was waiting for him.
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I woke up late, in the middle of the night. The room was silent, like the whole palace. Only the sounds of the sea filled the stance. I sat on my bed, wondering what time was it. The moon was still shinning, near from the horizon. Soon the sun would rise. It was so hot in that place, so I opened the marble pipes from the bathtub and got ready for it.
I heard voices in the halls, and as I undressed, I put my ear on the door, trying to listen. Two male voices were arguing, not too far from my room. I recognised Paris.. and Hector. Talking about me. Somehow I felt they would give me problems.. I wondered how I was going to spend my time in Greece, where I wouldn't be able to talk to anyone. I remembered Andromache, her fears.. and I started thinking. She had seen something that made her fears began. But that was stupid.
Now the voices had stopped and I just heard steps. And I made something odd. Without thinking I opened the door, forgetting that only a towel was covering me, and I met Paris, who stopped, shocked. That angry look was still on his face.
"What are you doing?" He asked, looking at another direction. Of course, I didn't reply. I took a blanket and covered myself. Then slowly, his dark eyes moved and watched at me. "I always forget that you don't speak my tongue.." His voice sounded sarcastic, and a kind of smile showed up on his lips.
I frowned, trying to show him how angry I was, and that I wouldn't let him treat me like that. So I put my hand on the door and closed it.. but it never closed, because Paris held it with his hand. I felt a bit scared, and came inside the room, sitting on my bed. He walked towards me, slowly. And then, kneeled beside me. He had a strange gaze, as if he was trying to read my mind. We looked at each other for a while, then he spoke.
"Listen, Alana.. I know you can understand me, and I know that my father wants to keep you as a mystery." He swallowed, and then looked at his hands as they moved, playing with a bracelet. "I also know I've been acting in a bad way with you, and I want to apologise. I'm nervous with the journey thing, I'm always here, at home, and now this adventure is waiting for me.. and my instinct tells me that something will happen to me in Greece" He paused, and I noticed I was holding my breathing. His dark eyes checked mines, and then stood up. "My father knows what will happen.. as well as you. But.." He shrugged. "If it was something so bad, he would never allow you to go with us.. so.. all what I can say is.. that I hope this story will have a happy end. The gods will help us"
I wished I could talk to him, tell him all what happened, how I felt after leaving my century, my friends, my home.. I wanted to speak about all the things that Priam announced.. I wanted to ask for help. But I couldn't. My mission was to stop him. Somehow, in a future time, I would have to betray the man who was standing in front of me.
"Good night" He said, leaving my room. I left the blanket and the towel on my bed, and then stepped inside the bathtub. Distractedly, I looked around me, and my eyes stopped on the digital camera. Soon an idea formed inside my head. Yes, that day I had taken a picture of the landscape, and it showed the future.. so.. what if I took a picture of myself? If I appeared on it, this would mean that Priam was wrong, that I really belonged to 21rst century.. but.. if just a ruined building was there.. then all my world would collapse.. but .. after all what I had lived, I couldn't loose anything.
The camera was near from me and I took it carefully, trying not to drop it inside the water. I knew that after taking the picture, things would be different, that I would have to accept the reality. I placed the lens in front of my face, turned it on.. and pressed the red button. The flash shone like a lightening, and I closed my eyes, my heart beating so fast that I could feel it all along my body. Then, slowly, I turned the camera and checked the screen. It was dark, connecting, the beating blue light that indicated time showed "0". Now, the image on the screen was appearing. I waited. First, a corner.. I could see the sky.. the moon.. the ocean... a ruin.. and then..
"Oh, no.." My voice sounded loud and it scared me. I almost dropped the camera inside the bathtub. I didn't appear in the picture. I didn't belong to the future. Hundreds of questions came to my head. If I didn't belong there.. when did I come to 21rst century? Why?
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We were finally there, standing in the beach, in front of those huge ships. The sun was so strong that it was burning my skin. I was placed between Hector and Paris, besides a crowd of soldiers who accompanied Priam. His blue eyes looked at his sons with pride.
"My dear sons.. journey has began" He hugged them, and then , looked at me. "Alana.. "And silence came. I didn't notice I was shaking until I felt Hector's arm beating against mind. He observed me with a worried face.
The soldiers began to climb inside the ships, giving loud orders to the rest of them who were still in the land. I saw the crowd moving, and knew it was the time. I felt dizzy, and waited until Hector and Paris had walked some steps. Then talked to Priam, who was standing there alone.
"Yesterday I discovered something.. now I know I belong here.. but you must tell me why.. when did I come and.."
"Shhhh.. don't speak" He said, kindly. "This is why you have to make this mission. It's the only way to find out. Trust me and trust the gods. My sons will protect you. No matter what" I felt tears in my eyes, and looked in the distance. Paris was observing me from the ship, and Hector came running.
"Alana, come on.." He gave me his hand and I placed mine on it. He led me to the ship and helped me to climb the stairs. Somehow I felt safe with his presence.. but I couldn't say the same about Paris.
The ships parted , the waves moved them strongly, and the sun blinded me. Troy was smaller now.. a yellow land in the distance. A tear fell from my eyes, and I dried it quickly. I had my bag with me, also the camera. The only object I had brought with me, and the only thing that had told me more about myself than anything.
I looked back, and saw the small door that led to the private cabins. I wondered how would it be to spend some days in that ship, being the only girl. I suddenly felt scared. What if something bad happened? What if I couldn't trust any of them? We were in the middle of the ocean, my only escape was Death. I started when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"My apologies, it wasn't my intention to scare you" Hector spoke, standing beside me. His dark eyes were half closed because of sun. "Do you need something?" Then, he suddenly remembered that I spoke a different language. In no time Paris joined us, and they both spoke in low voice. "I think it will be complicated to deal with her.. this will be a mess" Hector left, but Paris stood there. With a smile, he looked around himself, then came closer.
"If you need something, you just have to tell me. Hector still didn't realise that you can speak his tongue" And with that, he left. If Paris wanted me to speak, I wouldn't do it. I had made a promise I was going to keep. Even if I had to spend the following sailing days sleeping.