Achilles looked down at his love and tells her
" Get away" He shakes her off, drops his sword and walks over and picks up his cloak that was lying on the floor, the throws it to her and tells her silently what sh eis going to do, she quickly agrees because she knows she could easily be hurt.
" But Achilles-"
" But what?"
"Nothing" She puts the cloak on and leaves.
A hooded figure is approaching Paris.
"Helen, is that you, answer me"
Briseis takes off the hood and Paris quickly embraces her in a warm hug.
" Where is Helen and where were you? Are you Ok? What is the cut on your arm?"
" Paris calm down, I cannot tell you Helens whereabouts, I was a prisoner but I am now free, I'm fine and don't worry about me."
" Briseis, Tell me where Helen is"
" I can't, he'll kill you, he's a much stronger fighter, even stronger than Menelaus, and he is surely the best fighter of our time."
" Why does he have Helen?"
" That I cannot say…"
He shouted her name.
" Helen, answer me, I will save you"
" She can't answer, if she moves or makes a sound he will kill her"
Paris wanted to go save her but surely if Menelaus can defeat him easily, he is no match for the great and powerful Achilles.
" Paris, I love him"
" You hear that Achilles? Briseis loves you! Just as I love Helen, please return her to me"
"Paris don't say that!" She was getting upset.
Achilles sat in his tent listening to what Paris shouted, He glanced at Helen and started laughing. He shouted back;
" Return her to you, and what If I don't? What will you do then Prince?"
Paris looked over and Briseis and sighed.
" I cannot do anything, come inside you need rest and your wound needs to be treated"
Paris went inside as Briseis followed.
Achilles laughed at the pathetic prince. Helen stood up and said;
" What do you want with me you cruel…cruel……..beautiful..…man"
" Menelaus wants you" He said as he took a grape from his fruit dish and pooped into his mouth.
" Helen I think its time we slept"
" I will never share a bed with anything as filthy as you!" She spat at him and backed away.
He stood up, took of his shirt and said
" Are you sure sweetie?"
" I only love PARIS!"
" You don't have to love me, not even like me…you just have to put up with me"
He pulled her close to him as she struggled to get away.
" Let go you filth!"
A piercing scream escaped her lips as he chuckled.