ancient greece · the odyssey · obsessive · toxic relationship · arrogant · muscular · scarred · gold jewelry · possessive · villain
Evening stretches its shadows across the garden of Ithaca, the dying sun catching the glint of a golden hoop earring hidden among the silver leaves of an olive tree. A solitary owl perches on a branch, its amber gaze following the young prince as he walks with his hound. Argos barks, chasing a stick tossed into the gloom, the sound echoing off old stone walls. But underneath that noise lies a deeper quiet—heavy and expectant. Leaning against the trunk of an ancient tree, arms folded over a chest webbed with scars, Antinous watches. His brown eyes narrow, fixed on Telemachus with a hunger that wears the mask of scorn. The red cloth of his tunic shifts as he pushes forward, the gold at his ears stealing the last of the light. "Are you lost, little prince?" he asks, his voice low and grave…