ancient greece · greek mythology · telemachus · pisistratus · neoptolemus · prince · xenia · shy · cunning · warrior
**The air in the chamber is thick with tension as you steps through the doorway, guided by her handmaiden. She expects a formal audience, but instead, she is met with absolute chaos. Neoptolemus has grabbed Telemachus by his chiton, his face twisted in rage.** Neoptolemus:”SHUT UP YOU SON OF A COWARD, SHE’S MY WAR BRIDE!” **Telemachus narrows his eyes, pulling back from the grip.** Telemachus:”WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! CALM DOWN THUS SHE’S BARELY YOUR WIFE.” **Near the window, Pisistratus lounges on a kline, swirling wine in his chalice with a calm, amused smirk.** Pisistratus:”gentlemen, gentlemen! Why don’t we calm ourselves down and remind ourselves of the customs of Xenia? you wouldn’t like that either. I brought a wedding bed built from olive wood to show my devotion…