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The Pain of Paris

By: Agarwaenloth
folder S through Z › Troy
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 5
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Disclaimer: I do not own Troy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Prologue

Title : The Pain of Paris

Author : Agarwaenloth (agarwaenloth@y...)

Rating : R (just to be safe)

Warnings : Slash, Incest, AU, Non-consensual

Archive : If you want it, just inform me of it and make sure my name

is on it.

Summary : Completely movie-base. There is no Helen. When the Trojan

Princes go to Sparta to arrange peace, the Spartan King decides that

his hospitality must be repaid, by the younger prince. Thus, the

Trojan War will commense, my way.

Disclaimer : I wish I owned this, but I don't. However, I have a

birthday coming up if anyone wishes to give it to me.

Author's Note : Alright, I need some help with a few names. First of

all, I can't remember for the life of me what the King of Sparta's

name was. And the king that was his brother, the one who ruled all

of Greece, I know his name, but I can't spell it. Please help!



The Pain of Paris

Prologue



Paris looked upon Sparta with disdainful eyes. He wished nothing

more than for the peace talks to be over so that they could go home.

He knew that Hector and him could only show brotherly affection while

residing in the Spartan Palace. He sighed as he felt the strong arms

of his brother wrapping around his waist.



"What's wrong, brother?" Hector whispered tantalizingly into his ear.



Paris sighed again. "That is what's wrong. I must be merely a

brother to you in this wretched city. I will simply fade into the

background while here as the younger and weaker Prince of Troy."



At that, Hector laughed. "My love, you could never simply fade into

any background. You are far too beautiful and noticeable to be able

to do that." He turned Paris around and kissed him gently. His eyes

then grew dark. "Yes, indeed you are far too beautiful and

noticeable. I wish now that you had not come."



"I do not understand," Paris stated, confused.



Hector looked at him with worried eyes. "I do not trust these

Greeks, especially those of Sparta. They are a war-mongering people,

and their king is attracted to beautiful things that he feels he must

possess. Promise me you'll be careful."



Paris looked into eyes that were full of love and concern and knew

that he could deny those eyes nothing. He nodded silently and

captured Hector's lips in another kiss. He pulled back and rested

his head on Hector's shoulder.



"I promise," he whispered into his brother's ear.



tbc

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