Chapter 2: Ireland

They arrived on the shores of the Celtic lands a week after the baby was born. It was an omen for the people, prophesized by their Druid High Priestess. A woman of noble blood, dark hair, & fair skin will be brought from a city long since destroyed. She will be carrying a child, not more than a week old who is born of a great warrior. Make her Queen & we will take back our country.

The Celtic people welcomed her with open arms. Breseis & her new people dinned in the palace the night after they arrived. "We need a new leader." The General of the army said, "The High Priestess prophesized that if you were to be crowned, we would take back out country from these Roman bastards."

"Your son belongs to a great warrior," the Priestess began mystically, "pray tell, what is the man's name?"

"Achilles of Greece."

"Then it is true. Mighty Achilles has fallen, but not before producing a son to take his place. He must've trusted you greatly. You were nothing but a piece of Trojan spoils."

"He loved Breseis. I saw it in his eyes everyday… down to his last fight…"

"It was in his last breath…" Paris added.

"Then the son shall be like him as well." And so it began. They crowned Breseis Queen & let her name her new country. They then sent word out every where that they had a Queen favored not only by their Gods, but the great Olympians themselves. She gave thanks everyday & prayed for he son's happiness & well being. And each day they were rewarded for her loyalties.

A True Greek…

Three years the war for Ireland had been waging. And for three years they pushed them back. "What animal is it they worship most?" Breseis asked, remembering how Troy had fallen.

"The snake m'lady."

"Good. Construct one of wood, big enough to hold twenty-five of your greatest men. Place it outside their gates and desert it. Once they take it into the gates, wait until the city slumbers. One man will run upon the battlements & wave a torch. Another will open the gates. Take them by surprise."

"Isn't that how Troy was taken?"

"Yes. Hopefully it will work on them as well." And so it did work. They took them, much as Troy had been taken. Someday Breseis would tell her son how proud his father would be of him, and of their country.