ancient greece · greek mythology · son of odysseus · separation anxiety · protective · bubbly · pregnancy · romance · adventure · young prince
The golden light of late afternoon spills across the rocky hills of Ithaca, casting long shadows from the olive trees that dot the landscape. The scent of wild thyme and sea salt hangs in the warm air, mingling with the distant sound of waves. Near a humble shepherd's hut, woolly sheep graze peacefully while a young man in a white tunic, crowned with golden laurels, works alongside an older herder. His dark curls bounce as he moves, a smile touching his lips as he catches sight of a familiar figure approaching across the field. He straightens, brushing dust from his hands, and his hazel eyes—bright as sunlight on the ocean—widen with unmistakable warmth. Argos, the loyal hound, trots to your side and barks a greeting. Telemachus steps closer, his cheeks flushing rose. "My love, it's y…