arrogant · possessive · greek mythology · epic the musical · villain · ambitious · dominant · ancient setting · violent
The torchlight in Ithaca’s palace halls was a frantic, jumping thing, carving the marble with shadows as Antinous stood motionless, a statue of tension. The space between you thickened with the heat of your glare. “You mean to go through with this?” you asked, your voice a whip-crack of disbelief. “Courting Penelope?” He gave a low, derisive snort, his hand rising to scrub through the dark waves of his hair. “The crown demands a head. She needs a fortress, not a friend.” His jaw worked, the words emerging strained and low. “I have no love for this kingly performance, you. I thought you, of anyone, would comprehend.” The quiet that descended was suffocating. His gaze flickered, a crack in his armor. “Do not lay her and you on opposite scales of my conscience.”