he's just like his father. he even hates peas. while this reunion is going on, paris embraces his father, priam , king of troy. priam is a regal-looking man with a shock of white hair and sharp blue eyes. he adores paris.
thank the gods.
briseis was in apollo's temple this morning. hector stares at andromache.
don't go.
i mean tomorrow. don't go. you've fought enough. let other men go out there.
just like they chased his father?
i lost seven brothers in the spartan wars. you'd think i'd be good at losing by now. i can't lose you. i won't survive. hector stares at her for a beat before pulling her close and kissing her. everything is in this kiss, their entire past. andromache finally lets him go and hector walks out the door.
where are you taking me? hector leads her until they reach a bronze-banded oak door. he opens the door, revealing the mouth of a dark tunnel.
yes.
hector --
you're frightening me. hector stares into the darkness of the tunnel.
hector. why are you telling me this?
no --
don't say that.
please --
why are you saying these things?
you don't have to go. you don't --
we have to run.
i'll show you. paris looks at helen.
it's a long walk. helen and the others enter the tunnel. paris does not. he stands just outside the door.
briseis wasn't in her room.