Thanks soo much to those who reviewed Love-shannen, Sunny, mugseymalone and love4horses, this chap is for you.
Achilles sat atop the deck of his ship wrapped in rags to be disguised from any on looking Greeks. The waves continually hit the boat as it lay ashore in wait for Briseis. Achilles' ice blue eyes were concentrating so hard into the distance, he needed her to appear, and soon. The sun was dipping its' lower half into the ocean and Apollo was once again being unkind. The world was dim and fear was flooding Achilles heart.
Briseis looked around her. Fear had found her. These woods were so uncertain and the darkness had come. She tried her best to calm down; she closed her eyes and breathed in the sea salt air. She followed the scent of the sea as far as she could and still seemed lost. Briseis had been through worse. She got herself ready and headed for the sound of waves crashing against a boat. There he was, the hurt and pain was over, she just had to make it across the beach but she had no cover. She thought of just running when a weak voice came from behind her.
'Here take this,' a garb hung from the hand of Paris.
Briseis couldn't believe it; he stood there obviously in pain, clutching the side of his body with his other hand where Briseis had struck him. Her dark brown eyes were full of guilt, which if released would kill all in the flood. She held her cousin close as she said sorry.
'Whatever you wish of me I will do, whatever I can, you don't have to forgive me, I don't deserve it,' Briseis said into his shoulder.
'I understand, that is all I can give...along with my forgiveness,' as Paris said the words Briseis' head shot up to meet his eyes, which she was avoiding a moment earlier, 'I know how you feel, it's the way I feel about Helen and remember cousin you will always be welcome in our home'.
Briseis couldn't have held him tighter without inflicting more pain upon him; 'Whatever you wish of me I shall do until the day the gods decide of me to depart'.
'Then for now, be with him and be happy,' Paris said wrapping the garb around his younger cousin.
Briseis gave him a smile and one last embrace before running to be with Achilles. Her feet could have not carried her faster. Her speed was partly because of her love for the man aboard that ship and partly because she felt the adrenaline of forgiveness.
The water crashed against the moving vessel while below deck two passengers wrapped in cloth and holding each other slept soundly for even though their future was uncertain their present was all they could wish for.