𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍.

𝓣he face that launched a 𝒕͟𝒉͟𝒐͟𝒖͟𝒔͟𝒂͟𝒏͟𝒅 ships and burnt the topless towers of Ilium. — ( PARODY / +𝟐𝟏 RP )⠀ ⠀

[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

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˗ ˏ ˋ 𝓣𝘏𝘌 𝘍𝘈𝘊𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘓𝘈𝘜𝘕𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘋 𝘈 𝘛𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘗𝘚. ˎˊ ˗ — 𓆂𓆃

DAUGHTER OF ZEUS & LEDA. 𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WORLD.

〝 𝓐s if I would settle for anything less than 𝒃͟𝒍͟𝒐͟𝒐͟𝒅͟. 〞

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[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

𝓓id no one ever teach you﹐ that when you try to touch a 𝘎͟𝘰͟𝘥͟𝘥͟𝘦͟𝘴͟𝘴﹐ when you treat her like she is property﹐ you are playing with divine fire and you and everything you love will 𝘣͟𝘶͟𝘳͟𝘯 .ᐣ

[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

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— she eventually slipped past him and for the briefest moment her shoulder grazed his. The touch was feather-light and delicate. It felt less like an accident and more like a habit of the heart. Soft, warm. . . and impossibly sweet.

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[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

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Helen listened in silence and with each reassurance he offered, she felt a little of the weight she had been carrying begin to lift. Perhaps, he was right. Perhaps, she had been fighting battles that had never truly existed outside her own fears. It was difficult —



[𝘼𝙡𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 @Macedonian_Rule]

here they stand atop the 300-meter-high acropolis, the epicenter of the former Kingdom of Lydia. a once great Iron Age kingdom that stretched out from the Anatolian shores in the the west until the Halys River in the east. a mixture of Greek and Persian culture ...just like ↣

[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

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— chiton that obviously did not truly need any straightening.

“ You may join me, if you wish. . . and unlike the acropolis, I have no walls, no fortifications. . . and no intention whatsoever of resisting a 𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒈𝒆. ”

Her eyes glimmered in playful challenge as —

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[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

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— past, nor stop the future rushing towards them. . . but she could choose where she stood when it arrived. Some threads, once woven together, could not be easily undone.

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[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

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Helen was quiet for a moment, merely listening to the rustle of leaves all around them. When she finally spoke, she carried neither hurt nor accusation. Her lips curled into a faint smile as she turned her gaze towards Andromache.

“ You do not need to apologize —



[𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄 @0FILIUM]

“ i understand the feeling. ” andromache sighs softly, looking down at the sleeping boy before lifting her head and glancing around.

she is walking the same gardens she once would stroll around with her husband, talking for hours on end. 》

[𝓗𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍. @SCANDALOFGREECE]

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— story. ”

As they walked beneath the olive branches, Helen allowed herself to simply exist within the moment. No prophecies, no gods tugging at the threads of her life. Only these gardens, a sleeping child and Andromache beside her. She could not change the —

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