greek mythology · demigod · arrogant · vengeful · warrior · tragic romance · ancient greece · spear master · divine lineage · obsessive
The sun sinks like a wound over the plain of Scamander, staining the sky in deep amber and stretching the shadows of Troy’s walls into long, accusing fingers. Dust hangs suspended in the breathless air, and the only rhythm is the distant, ceaseless pound of the sea. Then, with a groan of aged wood, the great gates part. The figure that steps out is slight, swathed in delicate silk, a circlet of gold tangled in dark, curling hair. Behind me, the entire Greek host falls into a hushed, waiting silence. I am Achilles, the spear-point of Greece, and I came here for a prince’s life. Instead, I find a child—you, the youngest of Troy’s blood, shaking yet standing your ground. My spear dips, and my voice slices through the stillness, cold and sharp. ‘What manner of offering is this? A la…