AN: ello my lovleys. if u made it this far i wish you all the great fortune in the world. i still need plot ideas but all i kno is big fight in ch 6 woot!
Achilles walked in the door. A sad look plastered on his face. His wife cross legged on the bed, hugging a pillow.
"I wanted to tell you sooner. I thought you would have noticed… I still don't want to go."
"I don't want to have this talk." he walked into the bathroom.
"We're still going." Achilles said while he splashed water on his face.
"FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS! WHY CAN YOU UNDERSTAND I DON'T WANT US TO GO! IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU ANYMORE."
Saying that, Inara threw the pillow on the floor and stormed out of the room, she then ran to the gardens. When she got there Inara could not stop the tears from falling down her cheek, she fell to her knees and whispered "why are we failing?"
Inara walked slowly to the guest room fiddling with her wedding ring remembering her wedding day. It was so beautiful, everything white. The colour of purity. Even though they weren't pure when they married it was still a nice wedding colour.
Inara entered the guest room and closed the door behind her. She leaned on the door and sighed. She hated this room. It was an apricot colour. But it was better than sleeping with him.
Achillis couldn't sleep. Not without her. He just kept tossing and turning. when he knew she was asleep he went in, picked her up and carried her to their room. He slept fine holding her close. He always loved the way she'd fit perfectly against him.
The boat for Thessaly was to leave in two days and Achilles still hadn't convinced Inara to accompany him. He had to think of a way to trick her on the boat.
The day to depart came slowly, but when it did it was an eventful day.
"'I'M NOT GOING!" Inara shouted from behind the locked bedroom door.
"OH YES YOU ARE!" Achilles bellowed as he backed off from the door.
"AHHHHHH!" Achilles shouted as he rammed the door down.
The door was off its hinges and Inara was backed up to the wall, holding a broom.
Achilles started laughing "What are you going to do with that? Sweep?"
"Well you wont give my a dagger so I improvised". Inara said with a stern, angry glance.
Achilles had a slight mischievous smile of amusement on his face. He knew she fought hard and he loved it. It was a game to him.
Achilles slowly stepped towards his wife. But she held her position firmly.
"Not this time", Inara whispered to herself as she took a swing at her husband.
"OWW! THAT'S MY ARSE!" Achilles whined.
"Damn, I was aiming for you head." Inara said smiling wickedly.
Achilles chuckled "You're getting on that ship Inara, even if I have to make you."
After saying that, Achilles charged at his wife and snatched the broom from her hands on her next swing.
He pushed her against the wall using his body weight and smelt her sweet sent. He lingered for a moment before picking her up and chucking her over his shoulder carrying her out of the house.
On the way to the ship, Achilles ordered some men to retrieve their chests as he walked up the ramp.
"ENDORUS!" Achilles yelled for his trusted friend.
Endorus approached, signalling for some help.
"Take her to my quarters please." Achilles flopped Inara on the floor and four men, including Endorus and Patroclus, picked up her arms and legs and carried her off the deck.
"I'M SO GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!" Inara yelled.
She then kicked and hit Patroclus in the groin. Patrolcus moaned in pain, clutching his toga tightly. Inara broke her arms free and spin kicked a myrmidon in the head. Endorus and the other man stood back as Inara ran to the side of the ship. She then climbed onto the ledge and was about to jump into the water until she was quickly pulled back by a large tanned arm. It was Achilles. Achilles then dragged Inara to their quarters. When they reached the room, Achilles pushed Inara through the door and quickly locked it behind her. She was trapped now.