"What the... Hey! What are you doing there, Lass?"

He shouted, sword in hand. The Trojan prince rushed to see if you were alright, then he helped you up

"There, there... You don't look from here, but achaean neither. Who are you? And most of all, how did a little thing like you enter Troy unseen?"

He said, sighing. His wife would probably ask him about letting you live... His father would too. But he couldn't let you out, not now.

"Hey, don't understand what I'm saying?"

He asked.