Τροία: Mercy του Hector
Author's Notes
Sorry for the long delay. I have been really busy with exams. But here is chapter two.
Chapter II
Hector arrived at the palace steps and immediately dismounted his horse and ran to the throne room.
As Odysseus walked back to his tent, he thought deeply about what Hector had said. He was so deep in thought that he did not hear Hippasus calling to him. Hippasus was Menelaus' adviser, but when Menelaus died he became a servant of Agamemnon. "My Lord!" Hippasus called once again, this time Odysseus heard him. Odysseus turned to Hippasus and said, "Yes?" Hippasus replied, "King Agamemnon is having a meeting with all of the kings, and request your presence immediately!" I wave of fear flashed through Odysseus' body as he went to Agamemnon's tent, he feared that Agamemnon had learned of Briseis' origins and would use this to his advantage against the Trojans or even worse, he might even want her dead.
Hector burst through the doors of throne room, to find his family all there talking among themselves. They all looked up at Hector with confused and worried faces. Hector then spoke, "Briseis is alive!"
"What?" Priam said with happiness clearly in his voice. "Is she here in the city?" asked Andromache eagerly, for she so longed to see her dear cousin. "No!" Hector replied, clearly seeing the disappointment his wife's face. "Well did you see her?" asked Paris zealously. "No!" Hector said again. "Then how do you know she lives?" asked Priam clearly becoming saddened by this news. Hector then started to explain all that happened on the battle field.
As Odysseus entered the Agamemnon's tent he could hear Agamemnon's shouts of anger. Odysseus then moved further into the tent and moved to stand behind Triopas, King of Thessaly and came into clear view of Agamemnon and the kings of his army.
"The boy…Patroclus…..should have died! Through his death, he could have saved this war" yelled Agamemnon, gaining confused looks from all of the kings. "If the boy had died. Achilles would have wanted revenge, instead of lying around with that Trojan whore, while my army dwindles!" Agamemnon exclaimed. Odysseus was shocked and relieved at the same time. Agamemnon wanted Patroclus dead; Achilles will not take to that kindly. But he was relieved to know that Agamemnon did not know about Briseis. Agamemnon finally calmed down and finished addressing the kings and Odysseus left to speak with Achilles.
After learning about his cousin's actions Achilles was beyond furious with Patroclus, he even struck him. Achilles would have struck him again, but Brisies had stopped him. Briseis then sent Patroclus off to tend to his wounds, so she could calm Achilles down.
Achilles and Briseis were laughing when Odysseus called to Achilles from outside the tent. Both Achilles and Briseis exited the tent and greeted Odysseus. Briseis then went down to sit by the shore as the sun set and left Achilles with Odysseus. Odysseus then wasted no time telling Achilles all that had happen on the battle field and in Agamemnon's tent.
When Odysseus had finished, the mark of pure rage was clearly present on his face. Achilles wanted nothing more than to sever Agamemnon's head from his body, but he had a greater concern…..Briseis.
Achilles was in love with Briseis and wanted nothing more for her to return to his home with him. But Briseis was of royal blood, he couldn't just take her from her home land. If he did that, another war just might start as one ended. Achilles thanked his friend for his help and went back into his tent. Odysseus left Achilles and hoped he would think carefully about the situation.
Hector had finished telling his family all that happened. Hector the looked at his family to see Helen was comforting Andromache. Andromache was stricken with grief, she only could imagine the horrors that her cousin was enduring, and it was just too much to bear. Paris and Priam stay silent. Paris wanted nothing more, than to take the entire army and rescue Briseis, but he knew it would be a foolish attempt. Ever since the fight with Menelaus, Paris decided it was time for him to grow up and be a proper Prince of Troy. He owed to himself, to his father and to his country.
"What is to be done father?" Paris asked finally breaking his silence. Priam still remained silent, with no emotion present on his face. "Nothing!" Priam said finally speaking, gaining shocked faces from his entire family. "What?" Paris yelled. "We will do nothing! We can only hope that she is safe and they will return her to her home." Priam replied calmly, still no emotion present on his face. Paris opened his mouth to protest, but Priam spoke before he could get a word out. "My decision is final! Now leave me!" Helen then moved to Paris side and pulled him from the throne room before he could protest. Andromache went to embrace her husband and lead him out of the throne room. But before Hector would leave, he walked up to his father and put his hand on his father's shoulder and gave him a knowing look and then left with Andromache. Hector perfectly understood why nothing could be done. If they tried to rescue Briseis and failed, it would only draw attention to her and put her in more danger, if Agamemnon didn't already know who she really was.
As the doors of throne room shut closed. Priam sat on his throne and felt tears come to his eyes. He could only think of Briseis. Briseis was so much more than his niece, she was like his daughter. Priam began to think of that little girl, who used to play in the palace gardens and would call him "Papa" and Hector and Paris her brothers. Priam wept, he had to get his daughter back, and he was the one who had to get her back.
Achilles still sat in his tent and thought about Briseis and what was best for her. When a cloak figure then entered the tent. Achilles' senses where on high alert, but from some reason he felt calm, as if he knew this figure meant him no harm. The figure then took of his head covering, to reveal an old man. Achilles was completely caught off guard. The man then moved to Achilles and fell to his knees and took Achilles' hands into his and kissed both of them.
"Who are you?" Achilles asked. "I am but only an old man, looking for the daughter he loves!" the man replied. Achilles eyes widened when he realized who was at his feet.
"Priam?"
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- Dark Alana :D