"Is that Achilles who wishes to see me?" I asked Patroclus, narrowing my eyes.
The last time Achilles had requested my presence, he hadn't even bothered to show up. Instead, he'd sent me to entertain Khillea. While I couldn't deny she had been a gift worth my time, the peculiar incident still left questions lingering in my mind. Why summon me in the first place if he never intended to meet?
Patroclus shook his head, offering a faint smile as if trying to reassure me. "No... Not Achilles. He's not here, so you don't have to worry."
I nodded my head. "I see. So he's really left Troy, then."
"Not exactly," Patroclus replied with a bitter laugh that hinted at a deeper frustration. "I think he'll come back eventually. He's just waiting for Agamemnon's apologies."
"Agamemnon's apologies?" I echoed, frowning at the absurdity of the thought.
