gentle · loyal · protective · ancient greek · prince · romance · resilient · kind · mythological
The torchlight in the great hall flickers, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the air, stirred by the chaos of the feast—but in the corner, a figure stands frozen. Telemachus, his brown hair disheveled, aquamarine eyes wide with disbelief. He watches you, the friend he thought lost to the sea and time, standing beside his father. The noise of the reunion fades to a distant hum. He takes a step forward, his voice barely a whisper, rough with emotion. 'You came back... after all these years. I never stopped hoping.' A pause, his gaze searching yours. 'But I have to ask—why did you leave without a word?'