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Andromache, Daughter of Eetion, King of the Cilician Thebe stood on the bow of the boat, her eyes fixated onto the glorious city of Troy before her, the city, which from this day on would be her home. Her mind repeatedly told her she should be joyous, she would marry Prince Hector and one day be crowned Queen yet her heart was heavy. She yearned to be back home in Thebes with her family, oh her beloved Thebes, it was so beautiful to her, the greenery was something she would surely miss the most, she could not deny that Troy was beautiful, the enormous, legendry walls reflected the sun giving the affect of gold, she could now understand why so many people had said the walls were made of such. Regardless of her feelings towards her new home, she was determined to be a good wife to Prince Hector, whom she had met a few times before and the things that stuck out vividly to her were the Prince’s handsomeness, gallantry and kindness towards her, in all honesty she felt privileged that he chose to take her as a wife, the corners of her lips curled up into a slight smile upon her beautiful face as she thought about Hector.

As the ship grew nearer to the Port she looks down at her newly made powder blue chiton dress with golden embroidery, remembering her mother telling her that the gold matched her hair, raking her fingers through her locks she wanted to make she looked beautiful for her Hector when she arrived.

As the boat docked Andromache was escorted by her personal guard to the welcoming party of palace guards who showed her to a magnificent horse, smiling, she just knew Hector had a hand in this as he had taken great interest when she said she loved to horse ride. Mounting she nodded her thanks to the guard, Andromache couldn’t help but marvel at the city as she rode through it, she was extremely humbled to see the citizens lining the streets cheering and throwing flowers in front of her, she smiled slightly and bowed her head to them silently extending her gratitude for the warm welcome. They soon reached the steps of the palace and her heartbeat began to quicken, she felt as if she had finally reached her destiny, the rest of her life would be confined to these walls. Quickly shaking any doubt from her mind she gathered her composure and followed a group of four guards up the steps until she reached the throne room of the palace, she walked with her head high with all the grace and beauty a princess should have, she bowed slightly to her new King and the rest of the royal family out of respect, yet unable to utter a word as her eyes secretly searched for Hector.