Chapter 17

A week had gone by and Anama was in her room sewing clothes for the baby. She hadn't been anywhere in Troy without an escort, just as Hector had asked. She did it for him and also for herself. She knew that people would be after her, so she took every precaution.

Anama had a soldier stationed outside of her room at all times. She would wake in the morning and get ready for the day. Afterwards, she would leave her rooms towards the Great Hall with the soldier not to far away. Everywhere she went, the soldier was close behind. He didn't stay to close, for he wanted her to have her privacy, but he was close enough if anything were to happen. When it was time for bed, the soldier would check her rooms to make sure everything was clear. He then would stand outside of her room throughout the night. There were guards stationed outside the palace watching over the balcony that lead to her room, just to make sure no one slid through. Anama knew it was a bit much, but King Priam insisted that everything be taken into account.

Anama awoke the next day to sunshine streaming through the curtains. She dragged herself out of the bed and went to the balcony. She looked out over the city towards the ocean. She saw a small dot on the horizon. She could not make out what it was for it was to far away. She quickly got dressed and ran towards the Great Hall where she knew King Priam would be.

"Father!" she yelled as she burst through the doors of the hall.

"What my child? What is the matter?"

"There is something off of the horizon. I can't make out what it is but there is something there."

Just then, the bell had rung indicating a ship off of the shores of Troy. King Priam and Anama ran over to the window and looked out over to the ocean. There, in the brightness of the sun, was the ship that held the Princes of Troy. Anama's face grew with a smile as she turned to King Priam and gave him a hug.

"Quickly darling, go and get cleaned up, we will meet them at the entrance, go!"

Anama ran to her room with the soldier not far behind. She had already gotten ready that morning, but nothing eccentric. She walked over to the wash basin and washed her face. She walked to the mirror and sat down while Kia did her hair and makeup. Kia pulled half of her hair back and placed a crown on top of her head made of gold. She then outlined Anama's eyes in kohl, and gave her a dress to change into. Anama quickly put her shoes on and ran back towards the entrance to the palace.

At the entrance were many of King Priam's subjects and council men. She walked over to them and greeted them with a smile.

"My you got ready fast." Said King Priam.

Anama laughed. "Yes, well. I was excited."

"Ah, yes. I believe we all are." They heard the city of Troy yelling and rejoicing in the Princes arrival in Troy. They waited while the royal party made their way up the steps.

Anama got distracted by Briseis, the niece of King Priam. They began talking and laughing about how good it was that the princes were home safely.

Anama turned back around to find Hector looking at her with a smile. She walked over to him and gave him a hug.

"Oh, I never want to let you go, ever." She said into his shoulder.

"I missed you my love. How are you?"

"I'm good." Anama looked over his shoulder to the woman that stood next to Paris. "Who is she?" she motioned with her head.

"Oh, that is Helen."

Anama looked at him with a shocked face. "Helen of Sparta?"

"Helen of Troy." She heard Paris say. She looked at Hector and he just shrugged. King Priam led Helen to her rooms for she had a long journey.

"Anama, please follow me." Said King Priam.

"Yes father." She gave one last kiss to Hector and made her way after King Priam. She took one last glance at Hector and walked through the doors and down the hallway.