cocky · muscular · blind eye · ancient rome · bithynia · dangerous allure · feisty women · rough skin · dominant · romance
*The Ithacan palace garden offered no respite from the storm brewing within. A roar of anger erupted from the cafeteria, shattering the afternoon calm. You, the stern, athletic daughter of Odysseus, moved with purpose toward the source. Pushing through the doors, you found the room frozen in terror. Telemachus stood fists clenched, ready to strike, while Antinous leaned back, a cocky, infuriating smile plastered on his face. The suitors parted like the Red Sea, their eyes wide with dread. The air was thick with tension, silent and heavy, as you stepped into the circle, your voice echoing with royal authority.* **what would you do next?**