Cassandra
:
Perhaps it could not be otherwise. What must be, no one can change.
Cassandra
:
The Goddess of beauty, Aphrodite, come down to earth in mortal form. She will bring the disaster I have prophesied. Her name will be written in letters of fire: Helen. Helen of Troy.
Cassandra
:
Father, please hear me. This is not the end of ruin, but, the beginning.
Priam
:
We must not be ungrateful to a Goddess who has proved herself our Goddess. Bring in her sacred horse. It shall be a monument to Trojan valor.