Andromache, my sweet::hector, my love
Chapter 4.
The wedding would be held at troy, in a week or so. And until then, I would stay in the women's quarters, where men were not allowed.
"Ah, I remember the sweet times of my adventures to visit there once," Paris had said, when I was walking in the beautiful garden Hecuba had grown. I would giggle at his attempts to constantly pleasure women. Although, unlike hector, I never reprimanded him so, which he told me that it was one of the things he liked best about me, other than my appearance(I would always blush here) and my personality(here too) and that I was perfect for hector and I would be….Just perfect to have around. I'd hug him, and he'd blush this time, and always tell me I smelled like cinnamon in an intoxicationally sweet way, no matter what kind of perfume I was wearing.
Meanwhile, I became the best of friends with Cassandra, the fairest of king Priam, and Briseis, the most fairest of all (even than Helen of Sparta), daughter of Zeus and Aphrodite, demigod, though, the best warrior of troy; she and I would often meet with Cassandra and play chess; of course, chess was more of a strategy so I always won, other than times when I just simply lost on purpose; however, Briseis was a rather perfect warrior. She never failed in strategy or battle combat. I believe the son of Peleus himself would not be able to do anything when she attacks. When she fines her true love, may she glow, just like a god. She will live eternally, with her true love. I was never envious, of course, but I blessed her well.
Cassandra was devoted to the gods. She loved them; as we all did. But she had earned the favor of Apollo; the god sheltering troy. I was close in tact with Aphrodite, and Zeus, Athena, Hera, who had sheltered thebe.
As a princess, Zeus had given me the power for a princess. Athena gave me the wisdom, which served me well, during battles. Hera had given me the blessing of a holy marriage. Will hector stay faithful to me? Of course, I doubted that with every bone in my body. I never wanted this marriage, and marriage, holy marriage, the ones that were truly blessed, came from true love. Aphrodite had touched me once, but it could not compare to being the daughter of her, like Briseis.
We would go sneaking out like I had been doing at thebe. Swimming, riding….it was the best nights of all in troy.
Hector would often take me to tours on troy, and I would marvel in wonder at the city at large. The villagers, people of troy would come bow at us and always treat me as if I was here since long, long, ago.
"let us go for a ride, Andromache," hector said one day, and I was more than happy to ride Daos, his horse, a fine white steed, and let him take me to the market, or the temple, the mountains…places as such. And over the time, I had softened, lots. I did not respond or ask in the cold tone that even chilled me. However I was still polite, never rude of course, maybe just a bit uncomfortable, as the royal families would always cringe a little when we feasted or such, and I had still called their 1st born "prince hector". I was civil, and so was he, a little more comfortable than I. he called me Andromache, I made no attempts to stop him, but I called him prince, he would cringe but he did not make me stop anymore, and I was grateful for him, to let me take my own time.
Today, he covered my eyes as he led me on Daos.
"Where are we going, prince hector?" I asked.
"You will see, Andromache," he just simply said.
When he uncovered my eyes, I gasped. It was a cut-down cliff, with a flat top, which was what we were standing on, with green grass, so eluded from the bustling town of troy. It was quiet and the river flowed quietly, the cliff overlooking the beach of troy. It was simply…beautiful.
"Do you like it?" hector asked, nervously.
"Like it?" I shook my head. His face fell. "I love it." I told him, a teasing grin on my face. Hector grinned a relieved grin, and came to me in 3 strides, as we were not that far. He lifted me up, and twirled me. I laughed, and so did he. "Put me down!" I cried, laughter mixed into it, but it was not that soon before he actually put me down. I smiled at him, panting for breath. The wind blew my hair slightly. He and I. "thank you. Hector." I said, quietly, losing the prince title for the first time. And he looked me in the eyes, bore into them. "You are most welcome, my Andromache." He said, and then, he kissed me, just like that. His lips were on mine, and it was a rather cute kiss. But I knew he loved me, and so did I. it ended quickly, that kiss, but I knew there were more to come. There was a life time to kiss, when we were married. But on the way back, just before we went into the castle, in front of the whole citizen of troy, he kissed me, so passionately, gently. I, of course, kissed him back. We entered the castle that way, that day, not getting off the horses, just kissing, under the cheers, yells, shouts, of the people of troy.