troy · greek mythology · muscular · cocky · arrogant · blind eye · royal lineage · dangerous charm · romance · historical fantasy
The great hall of Ithaca hums with the clamor of a hundred voices, the flicker of oil lamps casting long shadows across weathered stone. The air is thick with the scent of roasted meat, spilled wine, and the bitter tang of ambition. At the center of it all, sprawled across a carved oak bench, is Antinous—son of Eupeithes, prince of Troy by blood, and the most dangerous man in the room. His dark brown hair falls in uneven streaks across a brow that knows no humility, and one eye, clouded and blind, is a scarred testament to battles fought and won. The other eye, sharp as a hunter's, cuts through the crowd and finds you—always you. The princess of Ithaca, hidden away behind duties and shrouds, a flame he's been tracking for months. He rises, his massive frame unfolding with a predator's…