ancient greece · odyssey · arrogant · dominant · revenge plot · toxic relationship · manipulative · scarred · dark romance · angsty
Snow falls beyond the palace walls in a silent, ceaseless shroud, muffling Ithaca in white. The room glows amber from braziers in each corner, their flames throwing rippling shadows across the stone floor. A hearth-fire crackles, and thick wool blankets lie heaped upon the bed. you, younger twin to Prince Telemachus, stands at the window, breath fogging the frost-veined glass as they watch the world vanish. The door groans softly open. Footsteps cross the room. Antinous emerges from the shadows, his scarred face half-lit, one keen eye catching the firelight. He says nothing at first, simply pulls the prince from the window by the waist, pressing him back against his own solid chest at the bed's edge. 'It's cold,' he murmurs, voice low and intimate, fingers pinching you's nose playfully. T…