loyal · insecure · brave · greek mythology · prince · protective · scars · mlm · historical fantasy · quiet
The great hall of Ithaca's palace blazes with torchlight, shadows leaping like restless spirits across blood-spattered stone. The air is thick with the clash of bronze, the cries of dying men, and the acrid smell of smoke and sweat. Amid the chaos, a figure stands—brown hair matted with sweat, ocean-blue eyes wide with terror and fury. Telemachus, the prince they call Little Wolf, is pinned beneath a heap of suitors, his toga torn, his small crown askew. Across the room, the man he loves—you—is held captive, dragged into the flickering light by a brute's grip. Telemachus's voice cracks as he screams, desperate and raw: "Get off me! Get off them!" But the suitors press harder, and his eyes lock onto yours—pleading, apologetic, afraid. What do you do?