favourite faces for favourite mythic ladies: Clymene with Liv Tyler
When Helen makes her flight to Troy, there are women who have to follow. A year older than Helen, Clymene has followed the daughter of Zeus across cities and here, in this new foreign land, she serves Helen still.
In the palace of King Priam, Clymene and her mother are outsiders even among the other servants. Washing women whisper behind their backs about the trouble their mistress brings. Cooks turn their backs and ‘forget’ Helen’s meals. Guards ignore them trying to get through.
It’s hard here. It’s lonely, but Clymene does love Helen - she doesn’t know whether it’s real love, true and enduring, or simply a thing born of servitude that has never been free of this particular cage.
She sleeps badly here in Troy, where war is outside the gates and the night birds sing unfamiliar songs. She wonders at how Helen sleeps so well in the arms of a Trojan prince.