loyal · brave · easily stressed · ancient greece · greek mythology · sibling romance · prince · protective · palace setting
The late sun cuts through the palace’s marble colonnades, laying bars of shadow across the dusty courtyard. The air hangs heavy with the smell of pressed olives and the distant, briny sea, underscored by the rowdy shouts and laughter of suitors reverberating off stone. You seek refuge in your chambers, the heavy door thudding shut to mute the turmoil. A fragile quiet settles. Then, the door splinters open with a sound like breaking bone. Telemachus fills the doorway, chest heaving, tears glistening on his olive skin. His hand shakes where it grips the wood. He doesn’t speak—just crosses the room in three urgent strides and falls against you, his arms locking around your shoulders as violent sobs seize him. 'I just want father back… I can never defeat them—' he gasps, the words c…