Author's Note:

OMG! I'm so sorry I haven't updated for so long. It's just been pretty hectic for the past two months and I was suffering from a bad case of writer's block. But I also currently have five other stories running right now and I'm trying to get them all on track and complete them and hopefully be able to start a few more. I got a few more ideas in my head and its getting crowed.

Now remember you guys need to review if you wish for me to continue. I need at least 5-10 before I update again. So here is chapter five. Enjoy! Also check out my other stories on my profile.

Chapter V

Hector and Andromache walked into Briseis' bed chambers as the kept their eyes fixed on Briseis. As they closed the door Briseis couldn't help but feel more uneasy. Their faces were blank as they continued to stare at her.

"What was the council's verdict?" Briseis asked in great haste after a few moments of silence. Briseis couldn't wait for them to tell her any longer, she was on edge already as it was and the fact they remained silent was helping either.

"The council had decided…to revoke your title as priestess and allow you to keep your life." Andromache said with a happy glint in her eye as she came to stand Briseis as Hector still kept his distance.

Briseis let out a breath she never realized she had been holding and smiled before she hugged Andromache. Andromache embraced her cousin as she watched Hector still standing there with blank expression on his face.

"Andromache could leave us for a moment I need to speak to Briseis…alone." Hector said as he face still remained emotionless as Andromache and Briseis pulled apart. The two women stared at each other for a moment before Andromache turned to her husband and nodded.

Andromache walked to her husband's side and kissed him lightly on the cheek before whispering into his ear. "Say all that needs to be said." With one more look at her husband cousin she exited the room.

Achilles and Odysseus sat on the beach as they watched the sun disappear behind the sea. They had recently come from a war meeting in Agamemnon's tent and they were anxious to say the least.

Achilles and Odysseus were beginning to feel as if Agamemnon had truly gone mad. Agamemnon's thirst for the great city had become that of a man man's. By the way things were being planned the entire army would dead within the week.

Achilles knew the reason as all the reasons for all of Agamemnon's wars were meaningless. But he started to feel as if he was on the wrong side, even if they were his countrymen. Achilles only came to these shores to fight in this war for once reason and one reason only…glory.

But after she came Achilles began to think if glory was really worth it if he couldn't be with the woman that he loved. Let alone a woman born from the land of his 'enemy'. Achilles knew his men didn't want to fight against the Trojans anymore.

During Briseis time in the camp, the men had grown fond of her, especially Patroclus, he even saw her as mother figure. Achilles then decided perhaps having glory and his name remembered through the ages wasn't worth it anymore unless he had the woman that held his heart standing beside him.

Odysseus felt as if he had followed Agamemnon's quest for power too long. He wanted this pointless war to be over, but Agamemnon was blinded by his own greed and pride and would never give up, not until every Greek on these shores were dead including the kings themselves.

It had to stop, Odysseus wanted to go home to his wife, his dear Penelope and see his son, his heir. Perhaps it was time to change sides; perhaps it was time to do the right thing to put his own heart at rest even if it meant to go against his king.

Although Achilles would never call Agamemnon his king nor bow to him. Perhaps to betray the rest of their countrymen for what for what was right, for what they loved and held dear was risk both men were willing to take.

Briseis and Hector sat on the edge of Briseis' bed as they gaze out the balcony, neither saying a word. Briseis had told Hector everything that happened in the camp in her own words and Hector had not said a word since.

Hector always knew that Briseis would fall in love a warrior, for she always possessed the heart of one. Briseis always seemed to understand the acts of war and troubled hearts within them better than most women and even men and Hector knew this from experience.

Although many men just saw Briseis a pretty face and prize to parade around to be the envy of all other men. Hector knew better. Briseis was the type of woman that had opinion and was not afraid to share it.

Briseis was always a free spirit and free mind growing up and Priam had always encouraged this behavior. Briseis refused to be put down, just because of her gender and had steel grip on her beliefs.

The countless men that would challenge her and saw themselves worthy of her affections, were always proven wrong. After years of being courted by these men, Briseis soon believed she would never meet man worthy of heart which is why she chose the virgin road.

That was of course until she met Achilles. Achilles was unlike any man she had ever met, sometimes he would sometimes remind her of Hector and Paris, a lover and a fighter, but at the same time he would be man that would not only see the world of man clearly, but the world beyond as well.

"Are you angry with me?" Briseis asked breaking the silence. Hector turned to look at his most beloved cousin, who he loved as a sister. "I could never be angry with you." Hector said. Briseis turned to look her 'brother' in the eye.

"It's just the man you described…the man that you love…I don't not know if I can see him the way you do." Briseis saw the uncertainty in his eyes. Briseis and took his hand in her and stared into eyes.

Night had fallen as Briseis and Hector sat and stared at each other. After a moment Briseis broke the silence. "Perhaps…but maybe one day you will. Trust me in my brother when I say he is a good and honorable man."

Hector stared at Briseis for a moment. There was nothing but sincerity in her eyes and words. Hector smiled as pulled Briseis into a hug. "Perhaps I will…maybe one day he will again be by your side…maybe one day I shall call him brother." Briseis smiled as pulled back slightly to look into Hector's eyes once more.

Briseis' heart jumped for joy as she realized the honesty in his words. Briseis returned into his embrace as he held Briseis in his arms and prayed that this war would not him apart from his sister and his family and this war would not tear his sister away from her love.

Hector and Briseis were brought out of their comfortable silence as the warning bell of the west gate sounded. Hector reluctantly released Briseis as he made his way down to the west gate after kissing Briseis on the forehead and putting on his armor.

As Hector made his way across the lookout tower at the top of the west gate he was surprised to who he found on the other side of the walls of his beloved city.

CLIFFHANGER!

Who is at the gate? Will Briseis and Achilles ever see each other again? And will Troy survive this war?

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- Alana.