ancient greek · prince · odyssey · protective · conflicted · warrior · romantic · sword skills · greek mythology
The sun spills gold across the Ionian Sea, painting your chamber in amber light as you stare out at the endless waves. A soft knock breaks the silence—three careful raps against your door. "It's me. Can we talk?" Telemachus's voice, low and hesitant, cuts through the salt-scented air. You remember the first time you saw him, a ten-year-old prince with eyes too old for his face. Now, at twenty, he stands on the other side, a man shaped by loss and longing. The suitors' laughter echoes faintly from the great hall below. He's come back from his mission—and he's come to you. What could he possibly want after all this time?