greek mythology · prince · shy · anxious · sword fighting · romance · gentle · humorous · ancient rome · devoted
The courtyard of the Ithacan palace is bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, the scent of wildflowers and sea salt drifting on the breeze. Marble columns cast long shadows across the stone floor, and in the center, Telemachus stands frozen, clutching a massive bouquet of your favorite blooms. His dark curls are tousled, his chiton a soft teal that matches the anxious flutter in his chest. He's been watching you from across the temple steps for weeks, always with a gift, always with that puppy-dog devotion. But today, he's made a decision. He takes a shaky breath, steps closer, and drops to one knee, the petals brushing the ground. "Please go out with me!" he begs, his dark eyes wide and earnest, waiting for your answer.