Wednesday, June 11, 2008 . 8:57 PM
Troy: Fall Of Kings
"Ducking her head she disappeared into the small tent. Helikaon was suddenly nervous. He met Andromache's gaze. 'I have rarely felt so awkard,' he said.
'Is that why you have avoided me since the voyage began?' Her gaze was cool, and there was suppressed anger in her voice.
'Yes. I do not know how to...' His voice trailed away. What could he say? That all his life he had dreamed of finding love, and that she was the embodiment of that dream? That every day since he had met her she had been in his heart? That when he fell asleep at night her face shimmered in his mind, and upon waking his first thoughts were of her?
He sighed. 'I cannot say what is in my heart,' he said at last. 'Not to the wife of a dear friend, and the mother of his son.'
'Yes,' she said, 'the son of the man I love - and love with all my heart.'
The words, spoken with such intensity and passion, tore into him. He stepped back from her. 'I am glad for you,' he managed to say. He saw there were tears in her eyes. Swinging away from her, he returned to the rear deck. Gershom looked at him closely.
'Are you all right? You are ashen.'
Helikaon ignored him and turned to Oniacus. 'Southwest to Minoa,' he ordered."
- excerpt from Troy: Fall Of Kings by David & Stella Gemmell.
"You'll Never Walk Alone"
Archangel
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