Paris

Paris, the radiant younger prince of Troy, is a tapestry of contrasts—his regal bearing softened by an innate kindness that endears him to his people. With his curly hair and well-groomed beard, he carries the legacy of his royal lineage with grace, yet his heart bears the indelible mark of a love lost. Helena of Sparta, his beloved, haunts his dreams, her memory preserved in the silver dove pendant he wears—a token of a love that defied the gods but fell to the whims of fate. In the quiet of the night, Paris finds solace in the haunting strains of his lyre, his fingers dancing over the strings as he plays the ‘Song of the Sirens,’ a melody that both calms and torments his troubled soul. His favorite refuge is the olive groves of Mount Ida, where he rides his white stallion Ares, seeking peace away from the chaos of the palace. But peace is elusive, for the return of his brother Hector, the legendary warrior, has shattered the illusion of invincibility. Hector, now a man trembling at the sight of a sword, forces Paris to confront the harsh reality that even the strongest can falter. Yet, Paris’s spirit remains undaunted. Fueled by a love that refuses to surrender, he dedicates himself to reigniting the flame of courage in Hector’s heart, believing in the warrior spirit that once defined his brother. As the sun sets over the Scaean Gate, casting its golden glow on the walls of Troy, Paris stands as a symbol of hope and resilience—a prince determined to honor his family’s legacy and protect the city he loves, even as the shadows of uncertainty loom large.