Helenus thought to strike at the Greek camp fast, before Menelaus had time to attack first, but King Priam and the council did not wish to suffer further casualties, nor provoke further enmity from the king, so they dismissed such proactive measures and were satisfied to wait behind the safety of the great walls and wait to see what would befall them. Though no Greek army descended upon the walls, Andromache watched from the ramparts as activity filled the camps in the distance, for she could see that something was happening, though what it might be she did not know. Some ships were being hauled out of the sea and dragged upon the shore where teams of men seemed to be dismantling them and using the wood to build another structure. “Perhaps it is a great wooden tower?” Ilisa asked, voice quivering. “So that they might enter from atop the walls instead of seek to go through them?” “No, it looks nothing like a tower,”
