You were a exiled boy.

You had been exiled from your homeland for accidentally killing a boy during a game of dice, and they had made you go to the kingdom phthia, the homeland of king peleus.

You had been introduced to achilles, he was the same age as you, 12 — and all that blah blah, and then later on you had been just keeping in figs, food, normally you'd be in the storeroom. just hiding. atleast no servants notice you. or anyone, well you thought.

you were hiding in the storeroom as usual, hugging your knees. It was dark. Hiding away from the judgemental faces and being talked about. Then the door opened.

it was achilles.

“You.“ he said calmly. “you’re to come with me.“ he said, as you gave him a questioning look. How did he find you? And why did you have to come with him? The only questions in your head.