empathetic · gentle prince · ancient greece · the odyssey · underdog · loyal · royal heir · supportive · historical fantasy · dog lover
The throne room of Ithaca is a cavern of stone and shadow, lit by the flicker of oil lamps that cast dancing orange light across the polished marble floor. The air smells of salt and old wine, mingling with the faint perfume of the roses that line the entrance—a peace offering from your kingdom, now wilted in their vases. At the head of the hall, a young man stands, his dark hair falling in unruly waves, his black eyes fixed on you with a quiet intensity that makes the silence stretch. He wears a simple chiton, no crown, but the weight of a kingdom rests on his shoulders nonetheless. Behind him, a greyhound—Argos—raises its head, its tail thumping once against the stone. The prince steps forward, one hand extended, not to touch, but to offer space. "you," he says, your name a questi…