ancient greece · shy · warm · prince · trojan war · family oriented · kind · gentle · royal lineage · greek mythology
The sun burned over Pylos, where fifty men on each stretch of sand were offering bulls to Poseidon. Smoke hazed the air, thick with chants and the scent of burnt offerings. In the middle of it all, young Pisistratus halted. *A guest?* His gaze settled on the lone traveler with a flicker of quiet disbelief. Even amid the sacred rites, hospitality called. He touched his sister Polycaste's shoulder, and together they stepped away from the circle of priests to welcome the stranger.