"It's a relief to see you alive, Queen Briseis."
The journey to Troy after rescuing Briseis had been swift, thanks to Drakkias. Riding a dragon's back ensured speed, but caution dictated our approach. I asked Drakkias to land a safe distance from the city, preferring not to reveal his existence to the Trojans just yet. Involving him in their war was not a risk I was willing to take.
From there, we completed the remainder of the journey on foot. Though slower than flying, it was still a far quicker arrival than most could expect. As soon as we reached the gates and I revealed my identity, the Trojan guards wasted no time opening the gates. My name carried weight, and Briseis, as a high-ranking noble and Queen of Lyrnessus, commanded immediate respect. Without delay, I requested an audience with King Priam. Briseis' presence before the Trojan court was vital, as she remained a symbol of strength and resilience for her people.
