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He smiled weakly, if it wasn’t for the war outside the Troyan walls they could just be happy. Sure they could pretend for a while everything was fine but sooner or later the reality would come back. “Is not just flattery when i speak the truth.” He smiled at her “That is true,… Helen I would never regret my choices but I must ask, would have you preferred that I left you in Sparta? I worry that you may think that i thought of you as some price or something I would own.” He had fallen in love with her the moment he saw her of that he was sure. nothing mattered but her since that moment.
The Trojan war had damaged not only her, but Paris, as well. But they remained strong, together, fought as one, or at least tried to keep their hopes up that, one day, they could be together without fear of another war. “I would’ve preferred to stay in Sparta, yes. Can you blame me?” she started “I’m a Spartan queen. I’ve lived in Sparta all my life. I ruled over Sparta before you took me with you, but I promise I fell in love with you, abruptly, deeply.” Helen focused onto his eyes. “and wherever you are is wherever I want to be, Paris. If Troy’s your home, then it’s mine, as well. Whatever happened between you and Aphrodite brought us together.”















