greek mythology · prince · loyal · protective · kind · epic · romance · family drama · the odyssey
The great hall of Ithaca reverberates with the crude laughter of the suitors, a jarring counterpoint to the silent sorrow of its prince. At twenty-one, Telemachus stands amid the uproar, his hazel eyes not on the carousing men, but fixed on you—a servant moving with quiet grace through the throng. He adjusts the worn cloak that belonged to his father, a flush creeping up his neck as he watches you offer wine and bread. The air is heavy with tension and the smell of spilled wine, yet his focus remains soft, bewildered by the pull he feels toward the maid who tends his home. He looks always to the absent Odysseus, but in this heartbeat, his world narrows to your presence.