Friend of Apollo

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Chapter 5: The Day of Misfortunate Events- Or Not?

I could sense smooth kisses being placed on my neck and I moaned in pleasure. For some odd reason, something was well--odd. I couldn't place my finger on it, but it was okay. I was being flourished with kisses, so who cared. My face was turned to the side, so I was unable to see the captor of the kisses. Just before it would become intense I turned around and was blinded by the sun.

"Hello my love. You worries shall be forgotten after this." A gruff voice came and that was the odd thing probably. I expected a smooth voice.

The man blocked the sun and I was in shocked horror. It was Agamemnon.

"AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and lunged my whole body up, doing probably an extreme push-up.

I completely forgot about my little balcony scheme, so when I pushed up, my back came into intense pain. I went to a calm position and in spite of it all, I started laughing uncontrollably. Maybe it was the wacky dream, maybe the balcony drop, maybe the pulling of my back, or maybe it was all of it. I just started laughing.

Suddenly, I saw Paris barge into my room with an apprehensive expression. I was going to give a reassuring smile and explain, but I laughed. Hilarity just seemed to run off my mouth like butter on a hot pan.

With a small, but noticeable limp, I went to Paris and gave a smile, but I just could not stop the giggles from escaping my mouth.

"What happened to you? Have you been drinking?" He asked me with a confused grin.

"No, no, no. The strangest thing just happened." I laughed, but I came into a sane state. I was feeling really giddy, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I uh, heard a scream from next door. I thought you were in trouble."

Happy drunkenness was floating over me and it was probably because I haven't laughed so much in a long time.

"Don't worry. I'm not in trouble. So, has breakfast started?" I asked.

"No, not yet, but it should be served in a moments time. I'm going down right now."

"Oh. I'm going to change right now. Could you wait for me?"

"Sure. I will be outside waiting." He smiled and left the room.

I went into a room that was connected to mine. The room had fresh water in a small tub. I washed my face with it and grabbed a towel-like substance to wipe my face. I exited out of the small room into my closet where a maid left several dresses. 'Jeez, I'm only going to be here for a short while. They didn't have to display so many dresses. Hey, this one's cute.'

I pulled out a white dress that consisted of gold clamps. I slipped it on and it fit perfectly. It was made of a soft material. I turned to the desk that had a mirror and found many jewelries. I put the some of the rings on and I put the diamond one on my left hand ring finger and pretended I was married. Okay, I'm playing with myself. That a major-no, definite sign of being an only child.

I heard someone knocking on my door so I hurriedly untangled my hair in front of the mirror and when I was pleased with myself, I slipped my sandals on and proceeded to the door. I exited the room and this time I saw Hector, but Paris was still there.

"Hello." I gave a cheery smile.

"Someone's happy." Hector commented. "You look beautiful....Ready for breakfast?"

I walked up to them, "Does that involve seeing Agamemnon?" I whispered while making a gagging expression. We laughed.

"Do not fear, just stand by us." Paris set my mind to a rest.

We entered the dining hall for breakfast, which was a different place from yesterday. I walked in and took a seat beside Paris and- well I didn't know who she was but she gave me a glare and I suppose it was because she wanted to sit beside Paris. King Menelaus and to my disliking, Lord Agamemnon were sitting in front of us.

We ate and the table was anything but silent. I had to say that the conversation was amusing, until I heard what Lord Agamemnon say.

"I would like if you could join me for dinner sometime during our stay here in my brothers kingdom."

"I can't." I said a bit too quickly and he gave me a strange look.

"And if I may ask, why not?" Lord Agamemnon asked while he raised his eyebrow.

Paris looked at me and spoke, "She cannot because she is currently with me."

I blushed, but from under the table I held his hand as a sign to say thank you.

"That is great news." King Menelaus cheered. I was sure that Hector, who sat beside Paris, got the picture as to why Paris said that.

"How long has this fling been going on?" Agamemnon, who I expected to be grumpy, wasn't at all. Hey , I resent that! Fight for me! Okay, don't, but hey at least act like your mad that you can't have me. Then again, he does force a lot of women to 'ahem' with him.

"Since the day she arrived in Troy." Paris grinned at me and we visibly held hands on the able.

"You're getting married?!??!" The woman beside me exclaimed as she brought my hand up to see that shiny diamond ring that I forgot to take off my ring finger.

I mentally slapped myself and actually did it physically. Paris looked really, really shocked.

"Well, this is a very big-" But King Menelaus and Lord Agamemnon intervened from what I was about to say..

"Celebration and surprise." King Menelaus finished my sentence in mine and surely Paris' disliking.

"Why didn't you tell us before?" Lord Agamemnon asked us with a big smile that was plastered on his big fat face. Okay, so I was being mean, but hey, I'm getting married and I didn't even know it till now.

"Uh, we were very nervous on bringing the news. Very nervous." Paris slouched with an exasperated expression.

"Paris, I forgot something in my room. Come with me to get it." I smiled and dragged him with me. The last thing I heard was "How lovely" from lord Agamemnon and a "Hmpf" from the ladies.

Paris tried to talk to me on the way to my room, but I told him that if anyone heard us in the hall, we'd be dead. Once we reached my room a.k.a. when I wasn't acting like a speedy maniac, we began to talk.

"I can't believe this. How could this whole morning turn out into one freak show?! First, I have the wackiest dream ever, next my back goes into extreme, intensifying pain, after I become your girlfriend, and next I'm your fiancé!" I frantically paced my room, trying to come up with a plan. Paris was in utter shock.

"I'm just as shocked as you are." He said as he looked around the room.

"Can we get out of it?" I asked pleadingly.

"There is a way. Even though we just agreed to it when we were there we could..." He lifted his head up and grinned.

"Fight?" I asked.

"Exactly. Tonight?"

"No!" I said quickly.

"Why not?" He inquired.

"Because as arrogant of me to say it, but if we do it tonight, Lord Agamemnon will, you know.... Want me and I will have no choice, but to be succumb to his disgusting dinner mating." I rambled.

He laughed, "Fine, then we shall do it on the last night, or on the morning of our departure."

"Hmm..... hard choice, but I'm leaning toward the departure. I want to exclude any chance of Lord Agamemnon coming close to comfort me." I shivered under the thought and walked up to Paris.

"Do not worry, Hector will protect you."

"How about you? Hey, from now until our break-up you have to take care of me, making sure no men come within a radius of me." I smiled, but then it widened even more with another thought, "And you can't be sleeping with any more women for the time being."

"I can sleep with you." He gave an amused smile.

I rolled my eyes. "Isn't there anything you have learned from our talk?"

"I suppose you two have a plan?" I turned around, startled by Hector's voice.

"Yes. A good one. Ariel and I are going to fight...... if I may ask, how are we going to do that?" Paris questioned.

"Don't worry. That's all in my hands."

"Well, it looks like you two have everything under control. I'll be with Menelaus and Agamemnon." Hector stood up.

"What fun!" I said sarcastically.

Hector gave us one last smile and left.

"So, what do you plan on doing today lover boy?" I asked.

"Nothing really. I was going to the temple maids, but I guess you ruined that." He gave an amused smirk.

"Fine, then that's what we'll do." I took his hand.

"You're not being serious are you?" He asked me, with a laugh.

"No, I'm being completely serious. We'll go on a little hunt. Remember our talk yesterday?"

"Yes....."

"Okay, well we'll put it into testing. We're going to see if you can be as intellectually pleasing as you are sexually."

"You're insane." He simply stated.

"Thanks for the compliment... Now let's go." I took his hand and we were off.

We walked to a big shack where the dancers and temple maids were. Lord Agamemnon probably visited this place frequently if you know what I mean. It's funny how I just made myself mentally barf. We peeked through the door and that's where it began.

"Maybe we should go back to the palace...." Paris said looking toward the palace, which was very nearby.

I grabbed his collar without looking and he peeked with me.

"On second thought, it seems a bit more comfortable in here..... well inside there." He smiled. I nudged him in the stomach.

We sat down on the side of the door, both our backs leaning against the wall.

"So, what do I do?" He asked.

"Well, my learning one, you're job is to have a conversation with one of the lucky ladies inside without using the following: a seductive tone in voice, words that will want her to jump in your bed, no gestures of sex- you know what I'll just make this short. Just don't use anything that is sexual or sexually involved." I told him.

"What if the woman is-" I cut him off.

"Speak no more. Just pretend to scratch your head and I'll come. Let's go hunting." I walked inside with him. There was just a small hall and then you could see girl flaunting quite a lot.

"Take your pick." I folded my arms with a smirk.

"All of them." He beamed.

I smacked him lightly on the head. "Ow." He pretended he was hurt "Fine, how about that one?"

"Okay, go." I gave him a push and it wasn't even a minute until he started scratching his head profusely. I rolled my eyes and walked to him.

"Hi, Paris. Could I have a word with you for a minute?" I asked with no emotion.

"Yes." He said really quickly and literally dragged me out.

"Well, that was quite a good conversation." I commented sarcastically.

"She was so talkative. I think she said more in that moment than I have in one day....... Actions do speak louder than words....." he smirked. I smacked him yet again on the head.

"Wait a second....... I finally get it." I rolled my eyes at my stupidity and walked through the door. He grabbed my wrist and twirled me around.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Did you notice that I'm having a conversation with you, right now? Or that, we talk every night?" He nodded at my questions. "Well, you said I'm the only one that hasn't fallen for you and yet I talk with you all the time. Could it be that you only talk to people that aren't interested in having sex with you?" I asked.

"..... I haven't really thought about that. It's a possibility." Paris held his hand to his chin.

"Well, I think we've had enough excitement in the love shack. Let's head back to the palace." I grabbed his hand and we walked.

We talked along the way to the palace and I couldn't help but undergo this twisting feeling in my stomach. It was really peculiar. It wasn't a tummy ache and as it went on, it began to annoy me.

"So, how are we going to perform our marriage act? Not the fight, but the intimacy." He gave me an amused smile.

"We do what any other married couple does." I shrugged.

"So?" He asked, probably just wanting to know his limits. Stupid Sexy Seducer. Wait, I never called him that before. Where did that come from? Oh, Apollo please, don't do this to me. Actually it's Aphrodite. I snapped out of thought and answered.

I kissed him on the lips and he surprisingly responded by kissing me back. Ha, five bonus point for Ariel!

"We'll do things like that and this." I grasped his hand and held it gently and we began to walk again.

"So, can we-"

"No." I answered simply, knowing what the question was.

"For someone who's known me for such a shorts time, you know me too well." He smiled.

"Time to get in action." I whispered to Paris, who nodded his head to Lord Agamemnon, Hector and Lord Menelaus.

"Ah, Paris, Ariel...... So, when is the wedding?" Lord Menelaus asked us, as they approached.

Paris coughed, signaling that I was on my own. Some husband he is.

"Uh- hm.... Two months times. We want to get everything set, especially guests. Hopefully you two will come?" My voice was light at the beginning causing Paris to give a laugh with his coughing. Hector suppressed a giggle, while I managed not to laugh myself.

"You can count on it. Surely Paris, you must be overjoyed to have such a beautiful soon-to-be wife." Lord Agamemnon commented and I gave a fake, but realistic smile towards his way.

"Indeed I am. I'm the happiest man in all of Greece." He brought my hand up to his face and kissed it. I was about to roll my eyes, but we were in roll play. Fine, so Paris also gets 5 bonus points.

"Well, Agamemnon and I will be off. Nice talking with you Hector, you two as well. See you at Dinner." As soon as both of them turned the corner, we all shared a laugh.

"Some husband you are. You left me all alone." I nudged Paris, but still grinned.

"You did fine though.... Sweetheart." He kissed my cheek and started teasing me. I gave frown, but he somehow made me smile. I turned to Hector, who was smiling at us. Something about his expression that said, 'I know something you don't know' or it was just the plain intelligent, I know something and I'm wise expression. I couldn't place my finger on it.

"As amusing as it is seeing you two 'act' , I'll be out in the gardens. See you two at dinner." He added so much sarcasm to 'act' that even the dumbest person in the world could get it. With that, he left.

"He thinks we're not acting? How could he think that? We'd never be married, right? This all an act. I don't understand him." I kept on rambling until, I felt a pair of lips brush mine.

"You talk too much." Paris said.

I don't know what came over me to do it, but I just wrapped my arms around his neck and I kissed him. Well, we more like made-out. I had this great feeling circulating my body. It's the feeling you get when you watch your first concert or you see the sun setting on a beach. Whatever the feeling was, I wanted it to stay like that.............

Considering the days events which included the evening talk I had with Paris, I came to two conclusions: 1) I was unfortunately falling for Paris and 2) I had to stop it before it proceeded to become something even bigger.

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