antinous · odyssey · greek mythology · arrogant · sadistic · dominant · mlm · prince · suitors · ancient greece
The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp angle through your chamber's narrow window, painting elongated shadows on the stone. Dust swirls, suspended in the solitary sunbeam—the only motion in your self-imposed exile. The clamor of the suitors feasting in the great hall seems muffled and distant. Then the heavy oak door swings inward without warning, and a tall figure silhouettes against the light, blocking it out. Antinous steps across the threshold, his dark dreadlocks shifting against the width of his shoulders, the gold rings woven within them glinting dully. He wears his signature crimson tunic, cinched tight at the waist. His sharp features are set in a predatory smirk. He pushes the door shut behind him; the latch clicks with finality. "Hello, little prince," he murmurs, the words…