This is my first Troy fanfiction. I love the whole Briseis/Achilles story and so i just had to write something of them. Sorry if there are mistakes but i'm not the best speller,heh. Well, r&r if you may. It's a bit of an A/U the only thing that didn't happen in the end of troy for my story is they didn't burn Achilles. And you will find out why. Just please.. read. Be gentle Thank you. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Troy, and the only characters I own in the stroy is Paris' children, Briseis' childrens, a few pesents, a few guards, and Andromache's daughter Anya

Troy: The New White Night

"The Gods Still Stand"

"Come now, children. We have to get back to the palace. Come now." The long haired woman said to her 5 children. The 5 children all laughed and ran into the palace . The woman followed closely. It had been four years already and her children have gotten big. They looked more and more like their parents everyday. And each and everyday they acted more and more like their parents. Even though their father was not present in their lives they lived happily and loved their mother dearly.

"Briseis." The woman heard a man's voice from behind her. She smiled and spotted her cousin Paris. Briseis had changed a lot. Her hair had gotten longer and with that gotten thicker and a lot harder to tame but everyone loved it. It just added to her beauty. Briseis was now in her early 20s, 22 to be exact. After she had her love affair with Achilles, 2 weeks after his death she found she was with child and surprisingly, with 5 children. She had three boys and 2 girls. She really wished Achilles could have watched them grown into beautiful children.

"Paris, dear cousin. How was your journey?" Briseis asked as she hugged her cousin. Paris smiled and took his cousin's arm gently and walked with her toward the palace.

"It was wonderful. Helen told me to thank you but she is asleep at the moment." Paris answered with a chuckle. Briseis smiled.

"Good, cousin. How are Hope and Little Paris?" Briseis questioned her cousin about his two children. Helen gave birth two years ago to a son and gave birth a month ago to her daughter, Hope. Paris smiled.

"They are doing wonderful. How is Andromache?" Briseis frowned a bit at the question but smiled.

"She is holding up. Astynax has gotten to be just like Hector. I fear for her. But time will heal her." Briseis told her cousin hoping he would not worry to much. Paris nodded and watched as Briseis' five children ran out to their mother's cousin, hugging his legs and waist as best as they could.

"Uncle Paris! Uncle Paris!" They all jumped with joy. Paris smiled and looked at all of the children waiting for them to calm down a bit to talk.

"Oh look at you five. You all have grown so much. You are all as beautiful as your mother." Briseis blushed a bit and smiled and her blonde and brunette children.

"Uncle Pairs, Did you bring us back something?" Paris looked at the brown eyed brown haired boy. Paris smiled and Briseis looked at her son.

"Now now, Briareus. Do not be rude." Briseis said as she stood next to her cousin. Paris shook his head and chuckled softly.

"It's quite alright, Briseis. I actually did. Come. I must show you. You too dear cousin." Briseis wondered where her cousin was taking them and followed. Briseis was surprised but at the same time had a feeling her cousin must have done something for the children. He always does. Briseis walked around the palace with her cousin and five children until finally they came to a halt at the children's bed chambers. Paris opened the door and the children and Briseis gasped. The children's beds were lined in rich and very luscious linens. Gold. Silver. Green. Blue. Black. Red. Beautiful colors.

"Oh, Paris. You didn't have to, cousin." Briseis watched as the kids all ran to their newly designed beds and Briseis walked in and walked over to her oldest child's' bed who's was lined in a pale green color and had black and silver along with all colors of green designs. "I know we are royalty Paris but, How could afford this?" Briseis asked as she ran her hand over the material.

"Lets just say, someone is grateful." Paris smiled and looked at Briseis. "Now, for your treat..-"

"No, Paris you didn't have to do anything for me. This is enough. The kids are more important than I." Paris shook his head.

"Dear Briseis, You have went through so much these past few years. We all have. Please. Let me treat you." Briseis walked over to her cousin and hugged him.

"Thank you, Paris."

"Come. Let the children admire their beds. I must show you what I have done for you." Paris took his young cousin's hand and lead her out to the re-built temple of the gods. "Close your eyes." Paris said as he put his hand over her eyes to shield her from seeing the surprise. He came to a stop and took his hand away. "Open." When Briseis opened her eyes she gasped, chills going up and down her spine. She shook her head. Was this a joke? Was her cousin ill? Paris looked at his cousin's face. "Briseis?" Briseis shook her head and closed her eyes tight.

"Your sick." Briseis said as she ran back toward the palace. This couldn't be happening. Her cousin COULDN'T be doing this to her. All these years. It was just a joke. Maybe she was dreaming. Maybe if she ran to her room and slept she would wake up still 18. Briseis ran as he ran after her.

"Briseis! I thought you would be happy!" Paris shouted to her as he got to her bed chamber.

"Leave me alone, Paris! You can stop now. I know what your doing. I regret what happened but that still doesn't make up for this!" Briseis shouted to her cousin as she cried on her couch.

"Briseis, It's not what you think. I'm not trying to hurt you. Cousin please, come out." Paris pleaded to his young cousin. He never meant to make her sad.

"No Paris. Four years... FOUR YEARS!" She screamed as she cried and laid her head on the arm of the couch. Paris looked to his right and noticed the five heads peaking around the corner. Just then his eldest niece came out and slowly walked to him.

"Uncle... Is momma okay?" the blonde haired blue eyed girl asked him. He bent down to her level and she walked over to him and hugged her.

"She is just upset, Lotus. Do not fret child, your mother will be alright. You and your siblings run off and go play. I have to talk to your mother." Paris kissed the little girl on her cheek and she smiled and walked off with her brothers and sister.

"Is she okay?" A Man from around the corner asked Paris. Paris looked over at him and shook his head. All of a sudden he felt anger toward him.

"I think this was a mistake." Pairs told him. But the man shook his head.

"Let me try." He walked around the other side of the wall, disappearing from Paris' sight and found a way to get to her room from a non-guarded way. He climbed the few stairs and went into the powder room off to the side of her room and then used the window to climb out and jump into her balcony and then into her room. "Briseis?" He asked gently. She jumped and turned to look at him crying harder. He walked over to her and kneeled down in front of her. "Do not cry." He went to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"No. I have a right to cry, Achilles." Briseis said as she cried herder, pulling her knees to her chest and putting her head on her knees.

Please tell me what you think, even if you hated it. PLEASE! I pray that you like it :)