I heard at the feast today from Zeus about what was happening with the war. True to his word, my brother, Zeus sent a dream to Agamemnon about when to attack the Trojans. Despite the trust that he had in soldiers, his plan to trick them, including those commanders who knew what the actual dream was about, all his soldiers started packing up the campsite. Odysseus, with the help of Athena, orders everyone to stay, even though that one soldier said no. Odysseus and Nestor tell Agamemnon they must take down Troy at all costs. The Trojans are also gathering their forces together to fight. Pretty Paris charges at the Greeks first, asking for a duel, only to be challenged by Menelaus. And little Paris runs away, little shame that he is. But Hector persuades him to fight, and the little brat almost lost too, if it wasn't for Aphrodite, taking that excuse of a man, Paris, away and leaving him in the palace.

Menelaus in Single Combat with Paris by Johann Heinrich Tischbein, 1757

Of course Aphrodite had to step in, Paris is too much of a wimp to do anything but try to please the wife she gave him. Poor Menelaus had to fight that little boy for nothing, no wonder they should fight; forget they oath. And even though the Greeks are good warriors, they are so stupid to realize they need to fight, not just run with their tales between their legs. It seems like sooner or later they are going to need me.

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