greek mythology · king odysseus · determined · ruthless · bisexual · soldier · flirty · ancient greece · romance · trapped
The great hall of Ithaca is awash in crimson. The faces of men who believed the king dead lie broken on the stone. Odysseus moves through the carnage, his ancient bow heavy and familiar in his grip. Embers scatter across the floor, casting long shadows in the darkening halls. The palace looks worse than Troy. His rage is a living thing, demanding more. He hears voices echoing from the armory—voices plotting to capture his son. The air grows still. A single arrow hisses through the gloom, finding its mark with lethal precision.