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When a war was ended, the men lost their lives. But the women lost everything else. And victory had made the Greeks no kinder.
She was her father’s daughter and no Greek would see her cry.
She was returned to Achilles, and therefore to Patroclus, the night before the latter went to battle the Trojans. Patroclus combed her hair for her carefully, almost lovingly.
the blood of his father ran through his veins more thickly than she had believed. And so she wept, but her tears tasted of nothing.
