"We have to act on it soon before it's too late!" Achilles shouted, "I'm tired of waiting!" "But you must think! The prophecy-" "Damn the prophecy Patroclus! We have to act now or else we will all be dead!" "Achilles. I can't lose you too." His voice trembled as he spoke. "I need you" Achilles slipped over his tunic and sighed, looking away for a moment. "I have a meeting. We can discuss this after. I'll see you later, okay?" He said before kissing Patroclus' forehead and leaving the tent. He just sat there as he watched the boy leave. He clenched his fists and wiped his eyes. Achilles had always been too stubborn for his own good and rarely changed his mind once it was set. It made Patroclus mad but, at the same time, it was one of the things he loved most about him.

It was a rather warm day out, nicer than the past few. Patroclus made his way down to the creek in the woods and found a nice patch of shade underneath a tree, resting for a moment. "Hey," A familiar voice said. He turned around to see Briseis and nodded at her. "May I?" She asked, gesturing to the spot next to him. "Of course," And with that she sat down with him, facing the creek. "What happened?" She asked in a knowing tone. "What makes you think something has happened?" "I know you Patroclus. I know you only come down here when you need space to think." He chuckled at that, picking up a stone and throwing it. "I guess I do that a lot huh." He offered her a stone to throw. She gladly took it and chucked it into the creek. A few moments of silence passed between the two. It was comfortable nonetheless, the soft rustle of the trees and the water from the creek creating a comfortable atmosphere. "It's Achilles. He's seriously just thinking about barging in." "And you don't think this is a smart choice?" She asked. "It could risk us all death! I mean we could all die. He could die. I can't lose someone like him. I love him Briseis," She looked at him, her eyes soft and tender with understanding. She walked closer to him and kneeled, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Patroclus you and I both know Achilles would put you before anyone, even himself. It would probably be the same if you were in his shoes. He will only want whatever is best for you." "What if he dies? What if I die?" "He will give you death, and you will still love him for it," Patroclus stopped. He knew she was right. "Talk to him," She said. "He may not listen to others but I know he will always listen to you." He nodded and looked at her. "Thank you." She smiled back, squeezing his shoulder slightly. "Now go. Lover boy's waiting for you," He smiled and hugged her before running out of the forest.