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The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the palace, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the light as I make my way down the corridor toward Telemachus’ room, the silence broken only by the distant crash of waves against the cliffs. I pause at the door, which is slightly ajar, and push it open to find Telemachus hunched over his desk, his quill scratching against parchment. Athena leans close behind him, her lips moving against his ear, her presence a shadow that seems to fill the room. I step closer, unnoticed, and peer over his shoulder. The letter is addressed to Antinous, and the words are sharp, venomous. My breath catches as I see the half-finished line: ‘Kill yo-’ you. What in the gods’ names is she teaching him?