A/N: I'm disappointed. All I asked for were another three reviews, and Amester was the only person who left me a review. I know I said that I wouldn't post again till I got 10 reviews, but, seeing as I most likely won't get them, I'm going to be kind and post the next chapter anyway.

Thank you to last chapter's lone reviewer, Amester, this one's for you, enjoy!

Ok, one more thing, please review! I really need to know what you think, it helps me to better my creative writing skills. I'm going to ask once again to get at least two more reviews. I mean come on, this is the 5th chapter incase you haven't noticed, and I only just have one review per chapter. I don't think I'm being unreasonable, this will be a long story, maybe it deserves more than 8 reviews.

A Change Of Alliances

"Father, he is the enemy! He would sooner end her life than see the Greeks fail! He's using her! Can't you see?" Hector yelled when he, his father, and Paris were out of earshot of Briseis' room.

"If he was so much of an enemy, then why did you allow him and his men into our city? Why did you let them get passed the gates? No enemy of Troy has ever stepped foot here. Why Hector? Why?" Priam argued his tone soft and calm.

"Because he would've killed me otherwise, either that or Briseis," Hector replied.

"Why is it so wrong that Briseis is in love?" Priam asked.

"It's not that she's in love father! It's who she thinks she's in love with!"

"So, because he's a Greek, she couldn't possibly have real feelings for him? And him for her?"

"She was captured by his men! Then left in his tent, the Gods only know what he did to her. He could've hypnotised her for all we know! I don't know why, but I feel something bad about him," Hector finally began to calm down.

"Hector, I understand what you're saying, but, he brought her here, to us, to her family. She trusts him, he obviously means her no harm, for, if he did, he would've killed her long ago," Priam reasoned. Hector could hear the truth in his words. Although it killed him inside to admit it, Achilles obviously made Briseis happy; it was plainly written on her face.

Hector sighed and walked away to his room he shared with Andromache.

"Please, Briseis, don't cry," Achilles whispered, his voice quietly pleading. He released her wrists and leaned on his elbows, taking some of the weight of her body. He wiped at the tears that fell down her cheeks. He remained held tightly within her, still seeking release, but, he controlled himself, comforting her, he felt that it wouldn't be right to continue with her so upset

"I….I'm sorry," Briseis cried. She pulled him into her arms, crying softly into his shoulder. When she felt him shift within her slightly, she moved against him without thinking. His hips moved back, and soon they were rocking together, all tears forgotten.

TO BE CONTINUED….
A/N: Ok, chapter five is up. I actually have the rest of this story written, but I haven't posted it yet, might finish posting it today though or I might wait for a review.