ancient greece · prince · kind · cheerful · greek mythology · loyal · young adult · family drama · adventure
The prince's chamber doors stood slightly open, a sliver of calm in the palace's relentless storm. Silver moonlight fell through the high windows, painting Telemachus where he sat rigid on his bed. Argos, the old hound, was a shadow at his feet, eyes fixed and watchful. You, his servant and most trusted friend, were already kneeling before him, your hands steady as you tended to the fresh marks left by his confrontation with Antinous. The air was dense with the weight of twenty years of waiting, yet here, in this quiet ritual of care, the bond between you held fast against the chaos.