Well, here's part 4 and I know you guys have been waiting for this! Just playing but read on and I hope to dear Zeus him self that you will enjoy this next installment. Review only constructive criticism and I do so enjoy your praises so please review. And further more, Happy Reading!

Part 4

Morning came early in Troy and finally the 12 days of peace had ended. To Thalassa's dread she knew something was stirring about. She could feel it in the air. But during the night she had asked her heart several times but it did not give an answer. Her heart sunk every time it did not respond.

To keep her mind off of the subject she padded to her wardrobe and picked out her deep blue gown. Thalassa slipped it over her head, pulled part of her hair back with her gold clasps and took a shell necklace and wrapped it around her neck. After she walked swiftly down the hall to Brisies' chambers to talk to her about what happened in the Greek camp but Thalassa knew that she wouldn't want to speak of it, it was too soon.

When Thalassa had reached the door to Brisies' chambers she knocked softly but there was no answer so she put the door ajar and peered in. Brisies sat on her bed looking out the window in the direction where the Greeks were camped.

"Brisies?" Thalassa asked softly and Brisies was startled and turned around quickly.

Brisies gave no response to Thalassa so she walked in further to where she sat on the bed.

"Brisies, may I ask you what happened while you were captured by the Greeks?" Thalassa said wrapping an arm around her.

Brisies turned her teary eyes upon Thalassa and shook her head slowly. "Some things are better left unsaid, sweet Thalassa." She stated as she caressed Thalassa's soft hair.

Thalassa nodded and reminded her that they must stick together and when she was done she left the room to explore the palace. It had been so long since she had explored and Thalassa missed the innocent days when the Greeks were not encamped on the Trojan beach. She had found the secret passageway which she had adventured when she was younger with Brisies. As she walked down the long narrow halls behind the palace walls she remembered past memories. Some of them were fond such as the time when her father had played sword games and others when she was lost and stuck there for days.

Thalassa laughed at this and stopped in her tracks. She realized that she shouldn't be dwelling on the past even if they were happy memories. Her father was gone now and the thought of the old times brought sharp pangs to her stomach and head. She had to stop and she slid her backside against the wall until she reached the cold, hard stone floor. There she cradled her head and cried again. Maybe tears were good.

Thalassa longed to be held by her mother like what she did when she was younger so when the sharp pangs stopped Thalassa turned around and made her way back to the main halls of the palace to find her mother and to have the comfort that she longed for.

That night Thalassa stayed with Andromache in her chambers along with her baby brother who cooed and fussed throughout the night. Thalassa had found the comfort in her mother which she seeked and she felt better as she lay beside her. Just like when she was 8 and terrified because of a nightmare. Thalassa thought for a moment and decided she was acting childish with trying to be when she was younger. Those days were over and she was a young woman now, she didn't need to act like she was 8 and run to her mother for help. But Thalassa felt better when she did.

With so many thoughts bouncing in her head Thalassa was unable to concentrate and she fell asleep worried and confused. Maybe rest was all that she needed to get over the tragedy that fell upon her. Little did she know that tragedy strikes more than once at a time.

Oh, I am dreadfully sorry but I am going to leave you hanging there. I bet most of you can guess what will happen next but predictability can be good at times, right? Well, I hoped you liked it anyways.