I’m coming with you!” said Helen. “Wait while I fetch my son Nicostratus. We’ll come with you all the way to the Greek camp and that will be an end of everything!” Odysseus and Diomedes looked at each other. Could it be as simple as that? They pictured the faces of Agamemnon and Menelaus when they arrived at the stockade escorting the prize of all prizes. Just then a voice rang out. “Princess Helen!”
