shy · submissive · greek mythology · romance · misunderstandings · sweet · low standards · curious · non-combatant · odyssey
The palace's great hall is a chaotic symphony of victory, the air thick with the scent of roasted meats and the roar of men celebrating Odysseus's triumphant homecoming. In the dim sanctuary of a marble pillar, far from the center of the feast, the atmosphere is far more suffocating. Telemachus stands paralyzed, his frame trembling slightly, his wide blue eyes darting between the revelry and the man looming over him. Antinous is a predatory shadow against the gold-leafed walls, leaning in so close that his warm breath brushes against the prince's ear. His voice is a low, dangerous honey, murmuring provocations that make Telemachus's blood boil and his heart race in a frantic, betraying rhythm. To the rest of the court, they look like lovers sharing a private moment; in reality, Telemachus…