((Sorry peoples... had to finish a huge science project.))
Cassandra nodded. "Very well then. I am sure my father will be pleased to have you join us. My brother, Helenus, on the other hand, im not so sure." She guestured with her hands for them to follow and led them though the body littered battle field, picking her way around dead soliders. Reaching the gates, she signaled to the gatekeeper and he opened the massive doors. The Trojan calmly but briskly led the students through the city, weaving the streets expertly. She kept her head up and her eyes fixed ahead, the people on the streets scrambling to get out of their princess's way. They staired at the people dressed so strangly behind her. "Are they Greeks?" one muttered. "No, they are not dressed the same way," "Well then are they Persian?" "No.... they must be from far away."