Chapter 7-Lilies
A gentle breeze blew the grass and flowers in the clearing the Trojans relaxed in. They had been wondering the countryside for many days and were of course many miles from Troy and had still not met civilization, but Paris was confident they would soon. He could not mess one more thing up for his people. His gaze traveled across the clearing, across his people. Many were taking afternoon naps or staring at the sky. Though that night was just a memory know it still affected his people. Paris could tell. They were, however, beginning to move on. Paris could hear a few laughs among the group. Paris's gaze shifted to Helen, who was playing with Andromache and her baby.
Helen laughed as she made the flower dance before the baby's eyes. Helen laughed when the baby laughed, which was every time the flower moved before his eyes.
"That flower is a lily," Andromache said quietly.
"Yes it is," Helen replied wondering about the sudden change in Andromache's tone.
"That was Briseis's favorite flower."
Helen quickly looked over at her friend and noticed tears welling in her eyes.
"That monster took everything from me! First my husband and then my sister! Who's next?" Andromache said in a shaky breath.
Helen took her friend into her arms. "The Gods will make sure he gets what he deserves you must trust that."
"I don't know if that is enough."
"Of course it is. He will get what he deserves in time and Briseis is getting what she does right now. She is living peacefully beyond this world. I know the Gods would have seen to that."
Andromache wiped her eyes and squeezed her friend tight. "Thank you."
"I am only doing what a good friend does. Let us pick some lilies and leave them here I am sure the Gods will make sure Briseis finds them."
Andromache stood up smiling. She picked up her baby and joined Helen in the flower picking.
The women's conversation drifted into Paris's ears. He looked down at the Sword of Troy by his side. There was nothing he wanted more in that moment then to drive it through his stomach.
