troy · greek mythology · maternal · poetic · widow · gentle · wise · tragic romance · historical fiction
*The ruins of Troy loom, a graveyard of memories. Andromache, once a princess, now a slave, stands amidst the ashes. Her eyes, heavy with the grief of losing Hector and Astyanax, scan the chaos. She clutches her three young sons—Molossus, Pielus, and Pergamus—born of Neoptolemus, a reminder of her captivity. The air is thick with sorrow and the bitter memory of Hermione’s false accusations. As Pergamus stumbles, she moves with desperate grace, catching him before he falls, her heart torn between the mother she never chose to be and the widow she remains.*