"Bear with me hear," Adonis said, lowering the top part of her dress.
Selene bit down on her lip as Adonis began to remove the bandages. They were in his bathing room, the sun shining through the hole in the ceiling. It was a warm day. It had been at least two weeks ever since the incident but that was quickly erased from everyone's mind. Because just a week ago, Hector was killed in a battle with Achilles. Selene knew it was inevidable after he had killed Petroclas. And now everyone was grieving. Even Paris, who's face Selene hadn't seen over the time period of those two weeks.
Adonis touched the wounds lightly. She hissed.
"Don't touch it!" she yelled.
"It's the only way they can heal!" Adonis yelled back at her. He then returned to putting a soothing oil over the scars.
Adonis brought her dress up again and tied it for her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her. His face was in her hair, smeliing it. It smelled like the mangos of Troy. He loved it. And he loved Selene.
Selene placed her hand on the side of Adonis' face. She kissed him softly and nuzzled her head into his neck.
"I want to be with you forever," she said sweetly.
"And so do I," Adonis said, placing a hand on her stomach, rubbing it lightly.
Selene rubbed his back lightly. Looking up at him, she smiled. The Gods had blessed her greatly. For all the wrong things she had done in her life, it was unbelieveable that they led her to this one person, this one great gift that had taken her and loved her. The Gods didn't care that Selene was Greek and Adonis was Trojan. They planned this when they were born. They were meant to be together for the rest of their lives. Thinking of this brought tears to Selene's eyes.
"What's the matter?" Adonis asked, wiping her eyes.
She shook her head. "Just thinking about how blessed I am."
Adonis smiled softly and hugged her tightly. Brushing her hair away from her face, Adonis kissed her lightly on the cheek. But then someone cleared their throat which made the both of them turn their heads. Adonis' father, King Priam, stood in the doorway, looking down at them. Selene swallowed hard but she kept her grip on Adonis tight.
"Fa-."
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF APOLLO ARE YOU DOING!" he boomed at Adonis. "WE MOURN THE DEATH OF YOUR BROTHER AND YOU'RE HAVING A GOOD TIME WITH THE GREEK PRISONER!"
His face was bright red.
"Get out! GET OUT!"
Selene got up hurriedly and ran out of the bathing room. As she rounded the corner, she heard King Priam say,
"YOU ARE NO LONGER MY SON!"
Later that night, Selene sat miserably in her cell. She saw the dark outline of the horse left by the Greeks. How could they do that? They left Troy without even negotiating her back. Maybe they forgot about her? No! She and Achilles were good friends and he would have fought to get her back. Well, it didn't matter now. Tomorrow would be the end of all this worrying. Yes, King Priam had told her. He had sheduled her immediate execution tomorrow. Of course Adonis didn't know. He thought she was going to hold a performance for the coming of Spring. It was sad how they all lied to him. He deserved better. Selene's eyes began to water.
But then, as she stared out at the horse, she noticed things coming out of it. Selene squinted and stood up. Then the roaring rush of fire filled her ears. Her heart was lightened. Maybe the Greeks hadn't forgot about her! Selene grabbed the bars of her cell, excited. She heard the prisoners beside her stir and some curse and ask what was going on. In front of her, Troy lit up like the Temple of Selene, the moon goddess, at night when she would go there to sacrifice daily. Then someone was shouting down the corridor. A familiar voice.
"Briseis! Briseis!" the voice shouted.
"Achilles!" Selene shouted, sticking our her arm. "Achilles, over here!"
He ran over to her. "Bri-Selene!" he shouted. Then he smiled. "They thought you were dead!"
She smirked. "You were the only one that knew I was alive." He had great faith in her when it came to defending herself.
"Always have and always will," he said, looking at her cell door.
"What can you do?" she asked hurriedly. If she out of here, she could save Adonis and they would leave for Greece.
"Maybe..." he began to say. Then he started to ram into the door. The dust that had settled on it over the years fell in particles every time his body came in contact with the door.
Selene coughed and stepped back. In a few minutes, as only Achilles can do, the door came loose off its hinges and Achilles moved it to the side. He held his hand out and Selene took it. She stepped outside. She was a free woman. It felt amazing. But to get Adonis...
"I have to go into the palace and get someone," she said hurriedly.
Adonis shook his head. "No, Selene. And if they were Trojan, they are probably already dead now."
Then the realization hit her. He is. The Greeks were going to be ruthless to the Trojans now that they were inside Troy. Selene was in complete silence as some soldiers took her to the Greek ships. Selene Alexandra could live no longer.