I’m probably going to miss #RainbowSnippets tomorrow. As a result, I’ve decided to post a little snippet from ‘Aissa and Polyxena’ today.
I’m really enjoying writing Cressida/Briseis in my m/m mythical tale. Here’s a few words from her. This is more than six sentences, but I needed a little extra for Cressida/Briseis to get her point across.
“As Achille’s woman, I can move through the Achaen soliders unmolested,” Cressida said, swallowing. She started moving again, past the burning torches. The large, dark shapes of the tents rustled in a faint breeze. “Only Agamemnon dares to offer me wanton glances, but that’s all he dares to offer me.” The tents were silence. All the activity seemed to be ahead, where many Achaen warrieros had gathered. “Plus, as Achille’s woman, I’m able to be with him in private, away from everyone. Even Patrocles.” She darted a glance at me over her shoulder. “Achille is always hungry for news of you, Troile. Any tidings I can bring him.”