I was the most beautiful woman in the entire Greek known world. I had the face that could launch thousand ships. Listen as I tell you the story of my life and how my beauty aroused disaster.
I was the daughter of the god Zeus and Leda, My mother was the wife of the King of Sparta, Tyndareus. He took responsibility of me. He gave the me fatherly love that Zeus can’t offer.
When it was time for me to marry, hundreds of suitors asked for my hand. I can’t choose them all so I chose Menalaus
For a while, Menelaus and I lived happily together. We had a daughter, and Menelaus eventually became the king of Sparta. But our life together came to a sudden end.
Goddess Aphrodite had promised Paris, a prince of Troy, the most beautiful woman in the world (that’s me, of course) after he proclaimed her the "fairest" goddess. I was still very much in love with Menalaus when Aphrodite used her powers on me so I fell in love with that Paris. We left Sparta and went to his hometown, Troy with him. Don’t blame me, I didn’t have a choice. I’m no match for a goddess.
When Menelaus returned home and discovered I was gone, he called on the leaders of Greece, who had sworn to support him if I was ever in distress. The Greeks organized a great expedition and set sail for Troy. Their arrival marked the beginning of the Trojan War. Millions of Trojans were forced to join that war. Wives, children, everyone, blamed me. I couldn’t even deny those accusations because it’s true. I am the reason of that bloodbath. I’m guilty, guilty, guilty. This beauty is nothing but a curse. If I weren’t beautiful, Paris won’t even look at me and this war wouldn’t happen. I wanted to kill myself. But I couldn’t. I love my beauty, I love the attention, I love myself. Call me selfish, I don’t care. My beauty will remain and that is final.
Gods, my dear Paris died. I loved him the gods know that. I should’ve killed myself. I did not want Paris to die. If only… If only I could bring back time. But I can’t…
After the war, I was forced to get back together with Menalaus. I forced myself to look on the bright side, I get to start anew. I would take care of our daughter and maybe.. Maybe I could love him again and forget my Paris.
I compiled the infos and added some extras. :)