Disclaimer: Ah yes…. The good old disclaimer, I still can't believe that a few words can save my life's fortune, what a wonderful world. Anywayz story of Troy belongs to Homer and all the characters that were in the real Trojan war history belong to themselves and their honor respectively. Alas sequences and parts belong to Wolfgang Peterson and Warner Bros.

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(10 years before Helens voyage)

" How are my boys today?" Said a grinning Priam, king of Troy.

" Strong, proud," said Hector the elder son at the age of 15, who will one day rule Troy in his father's place.

" And beautiful." Finished Paris the younger son at the age of eight, who is already a playboy with the girls of the royal court.

They both smiled at their father with a grin that showed white teeth. " Alright boys, I know those looks, what sort of mischief have you two brought forth?" Priam looked to Paris for answers as he is always the more playful one. Paris was about to reply when a girl about the same age as Paris ripped through the court heading straight for the boys.

" Hector! Paris! Get back here! Where did you put it? Please cousins stop playing!" The girl's name was Briseis.

Seeing the girl in her furry, the boys quickly ran behind their father. Even the great Hector, already named the Tamer of Horses, would not stand against the wrath of this female, least he no longer wants an heir to rule after him. Priam looked on with laughter in his eyes. They along with Troy holds every inch of his heart after the passing of Hecabe.

' No, there is another.' Priam thought as the boys quickly ran away from the girl seeing that their father is in one of his many thinking stages.

' Yes, there is another. Alessandro, where are you, how are you, oh when will you return to us? Has it already been 26 years… It felt like just yesterday when I saw you sail of into the horizon. I hope you return soon brother, for I am getting old with my duties. I wish for you to see me sit on my throne in peace, the peace that you created, before I pass it on to Hector, and live out the rest of my days.'

The last 26 years, Troy have never seen such peace. Of course there are the minor engagements with Sparta once in a while, but none truly dare declare war with Troy and her many allies from distant lands. All of these deeds belong to Priam's brother Alessandro. Every few years, Troy would see foreign ships of mighty kingdoms and small tribes from afar coming to their shores declaring peace and alliance, bring with them a few soldiers that went with Alessandro 26 years ago. Each time a foreign ship comes, Priam would receive them on the shores, but he was not waiting for them, but for his brother's return. Only until recently did these ships start to get less.

( Four years before Helen's voyage)

" I present to you, Prince Hector and Princess Andromache of Troy." Finished the Priest of Apollo, as the people of the city cheered for joy. Their prince is wed.

" Father, I thank you for bringing her to me. I have always heard bad tales about political marriages. But now I know they are wrong, and I thank you for that. She has become the light in my life and share an equal if not greater place in my heart along with Troy." Hector exclaimed happily to his father as the people of the royal court congratulated the new Princess and future queen of Troy.

" Your very welcome my son, but even for such a deed, it seems you have left me from your heart." Priam said seriously but with a touch of mischief in his eyes. Priam may be old, but he still retain his sense of humor, and the people of Troy love him for it. No one wants a ruler who is strict and stern all the time. As great as Hector, Tamer of Horses, is, he can never read his fathers head and always fall into his traps.

"Forgive me father, when I say Troy I meant you as well. For you are her king, and she is you." Hector lowers his head as a sign to ask for forgiveness.

" You fell for it again my son. I was only jesting with you. Now hold your head up high, even against your father, but only for today, for today is your wedding day. Alas even so, I must teach you something still. Troy is never me nor will it ever be you. When you are king, do not try to make the people love you, but make them love Troy, and then they will eventually love you for it. Now go talk to your brother for his patience to speak with you is almost at an end. He looks like he is almost ready to jump to the sky." The two shared a small laugh seeing Paris standing in the middle of the crowd waiting but not looking at them. They shared a last embrace before Hector went to pull Paris back down from midair and Andromache made her way to the king.

" My king, I thank you for encouraging me to be with Hector all this time. I never thought I would really fall in love with that man. Now that we are family, I no longer fear to speak truthfully with you. When I first saw Hector, I saw him with horses and how he took them with great care, I had feared that I was going to marry someone who will use me in bed when he felt like it and spend the rest of the nights in the stables. He wouldn't even look at me in the eyes when I was introduced on our first dinner together. And all this time you would stand beside me and helped me see him in a new light. You encouraged me time and again to follow him and watch him do his duties. You even set up situations for us to be together and know each other deeper. I'm truly thankful for you kindness and I'm sorry I ever thought your son as a vile man." Andromache said to the king without fear on her face as she bow in respect and apology.

" As I have said to my son and I shall say to you as well. Today is your wedding day, your greatest day as a mortal, do not bow your head to anyone other than your husband, not even me, for there are no occasions for such things today. I accept your apology even though it is not needed. For I know how people think in arrange marriages. Have you forgotten I was one myself. When I first laid eyes on Hecube, I thought she was going to be one of those court ladies who never have anything to do other than gossip and cry when yelled at. You should have seen my face when the first phrase she ever spoke to me was ' Go home to your wrenched whores whoever they may be that warms your bed. I seek no ruler to wed for they are all smug and pigs.' It was then that I knew the women I want for wife and those that will be to my sons will have to be strong spirited like her, and like you. Now go enjoy yourself and the night. I hope to be a grandparent before next year." With that last sentence, Priam left with a mischievous small and a blushing Andromache behind.

Suddenly an errand runner ran into the festival and into where all the important people are.

" Ship on the horizon bearing a Trojan military sail! Above the sail flies another sail with a large white bird as a symbol!" said he.

A/N: Next chapter will enter the main character as well as Lord of the Rings! I'm joking about the Lord of the Rings part, well partially. I do need something to call the troops station on this mysterious ship, and Lord of the Rings have the best names. Please R&R!