Hector's Diary: Retrieving Paris

My brother, Paris is a coward! This is a war that began because of him and yet he sits here in his bedroom, safe behind the walls of Troy. I must protect Troy and all those within its walls because I am Hector of the shining helm, Hector the man-slayer. Surely Paris doesn't think he can avoid battle forever and shield himself from the bronze-coated Greeks. I only hope I can persuade Paris to follow me back to the battle without having to harm him. Paris will have to leave Helen's side, as I have had to leave the side of my wife, Andromache and my young son, Astyanax.

I will need all the help I can summon for the Greeks are fierce and will only grow stronger once Achilles leads them. Achilles, we will meet each other in single combat soon and I will overtake you because I am man-slaying Hector, the strongest of the Trojans. It is my duty and my destiny to kill Achilles. Surely the god's favor me, for how could they be against me.

Helen. Zeus curse all Greeks! I march atop the walls of Troy thru shadow and light, mist and rain, sweaty and fearful all for the desire of one man for one woman! So much death, so much destruction and hatred brought about over a beautiful woman. Aphrodite weaves a shroud of lust to cloud men's eyes. It is thick and rank. Were he not my brother I would gladly give Helen back to the Greeks in exchange for peace. One Helen is not worth a thousand Andromache's. Paris, you fool. If I am damned to die in battle I will not be alone. We will die together, side by side, over a legion of Greek soldiers with Apollo guiding my far-shadowing spear.