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Unforeseen	By : DonnaLynn Category: S through Z > Troy Views: 8946 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 13

Odysseus sat to the side of his fellow Kings as they schemed and squabbled amongst themselves. Agamemnon still refused to retreat from the shores of Troy against the better judgement of his advisors. Nestor believed that without Achilles they didn't stand a chance against the Trojans. Triopas was much in agreement with Nestor but also conveyed his own opinion. That Agamemnon wanted Troy for one reason, his own selfish greed. The walls of Troy had never been breached and to be the first to do so would be forever written down in history. Ironically, Agamemnon and Achilles weren't all that different. One was just smarter than the other.

"You've been awfully quiet Odysseus, " Triopas acknowledged openly in front of everyone, putting Odysseus on the spot.

Odysseus tilted his head to the side as if in thought. "I believe this mission is foolhardy. We came for Queen Helen and Menelaus is dead. There is no need for our presence here any longer. If we stay here it is only for the purpose for obtaining land�" he trailed off calmly looking Agamemnon in the eye as if challenging him. Plant the seed�

"Watch yourself Odysseus, " Agamemnon interjected lowly. "We are still here because I will have vengeance against Prince Hector for killing Menelaus and for Prince Paris' disloyalty to his host."

"And if you have to kill all your soldiers in the process?" Odysseus added up.

"Then they die, " Agamemnon said plainly. "That is what soldiers do, die. They know nothing more than war, peace is for the woman."

"You are only weakening yourself by continuing this campaign against the Trojans. Even if we do succeed in sacking the city the outlining allies will no doubt attack us and they will win because you can't see past your own greed and stop before you destroy yourself, " Odysseus challenged loudly. "I for one will not allow my men to go to the slaughter because of your insolence."

"How dare you, " Agamemnon growled dangerously.

Odysseus stood with his hand on the handle of his sword. "You have a choice to make Agamemnon�make the right one before it's too late, " Odysseus turned and left the tent in a fury. Achilles was right, he is nothing more than a mindless, arrogant bastard. He stormed towards his tent and entered to find Serena rummaging around inside, cleaning.

She quickly faced him and bowed respectfully, "Sire."

Without a word he began to remove his battle armor in a frustrated manner. Serena watched as he stripped leaving his leathers on. He seems troubled she thought timidly as he sat on a stack of furs and ran his hands through his hair. She resumed her task he interrupted and was drawn once again when he spoke.

"Serena�" he started carefully.

She looked his direction but he wasn't looking. "Yes?" she urged gently. She faced him and waited for the words that would no doubt be wise in some shape or form.

He took a deep breath and rubbed his beard as if he were contemplating something. "Things are about to get complicated. I can't always have you by my side and you need to be prepared to defend yourself, " he instructed.

She nodded with a small smile, "Don't worry about me my lord. I am the last thing you should be worried about." He met her eyes and they had an unspoken moment of understanding. "Yourself, Penelope and Telemachus are the only ones you need to worry about. I am but a servant and I am replaceable but know this�I will forever always be grateful for the treatment you have given me."

He gave her a small smile in return, "Too ask me to not worry about you would be like telling me not to breath."

"Things happen for a reason, " she said quietly. "However things may fall into place�that was how it was meant to be."

"Wise words, " he offered.

She bowed lightly, "I had a good teacher."

He nodded in return and looked away to stare off into space. He had taken the first step towards helping Achilles. He only hoped it would not turn on him, or Achilles. When he left Agamemnon's tent he took one last look at everyone. He could see the doubt written all over their faces. They too wanted to leave the beaches of Troy and return to their families.

If things can just go as planned�

Helen stood on the balcony of her and Paris' room, looking at the distant Greek camp. Even though her dead husband was no longer a threat she still felt terrible about the misery she had brought to the shores of Troy. "Why have they not left yet?" she asked desperately rubbing her cold arms up and down. Days had passed since Achilles returned Briseis and left for Greece.

Paris came to stand behind her and wrapped his arms around her. "I will have to agree with Glaucus and Hector on this. Just because Achilles has gone Agamemnon will not give up sacking the city. In fact, it probably made him more determined."

"But I thought Achilles was supposed to help us?" she said hopefully. She turned in his arms and snuggled against his chest. "He gave his word."

Paris wanted to spit, "His word? I believe his word about as much as a grain of salt."

"I believe his intentions to be honorable, " she admitted softly hoping to calm him. "He did return your cousin safely. If he were a complete monster he would have killed her instead of returning her to her family�don't you think?"

Paris clenched his jaw not wanting to admit how true her words seemed. "Nevertheless, he is a Greek and a lone wolf at that. He fights for no one. I don't understand why everyone thinks he would be so willing to fight for us, " he tried to reason. He didn't want to like or respect Achilles in the least. He wanted to keep the image he had of the man. All the tales of his great victories and how he achieved them, horrible.

Helen smiled softly, "Don't you understand Paris�he's in love."

Paris quickly met her eyes as if the words stung him.

"Yes, " she nodded knowing the familiar expression. "You were willing to die for me because you want what is best for me."

"Yes I do, " he whispered reaching up to stroke the side of her beautiful face. "And I will continue to do so until I draw my last breath."

She leaned into the palm of his hand and sighed contently.
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