Clytemnestra

He told them it was a wedding.Achilles, he said. A great match, an honor. He sent for his daughter and she came with the belief of a girl who trusted her father, and she arrived at Aulis and understood — from the altar, from the priest, from the faces of the men waiting for something to be over — that there was no wedding.There was a wind that wouldn't come. There was a war that needed to start. T...